Ashton had been resting in the hospital room after the harrowing incident in the laboratory. His eyes were open now, and his condition had improved significantly since Astaroth's intervention.
The guardian had sensed something was off with Ashton and rushed to his side and only allowed visitors once they were confident about Ashton's health.
Ava and Anna, his mother and beloved, were by his side, offering comfort and relief. The room was filled with familial warmth, a sanctuary from the chaos that had unfolded moments ago.
"You scared me to death for once, son," Ava smiled, patting Ashton's cheek as he smiled.
"Ma, I'm not dying so soon, so stop worrying about me," Ashton said with a smile.
"She's your mother, of course, she'll be worried about you no matter how strong you are," Anna retorted, gently slapping his arm.
"So you're telling me you weren't?"
