"Aurelia?"
"Where are you?"
"Isn't she supposed to be home?"
She pauses from her workout when she hears her name being called and pauses her music, stepping out of the gym to see a confused-looking Zayne standing in her hallway carrying bags of groceries. Orla appears behind him next, waving at her cheerily. The girl is completely dwarfed by his large frame.
"Hey, you two, you're early," she says.
"What are you … were you exercising?" her doctor demands as he places the bags on the kitchen counter. He looks cross. "You're on doctor's orders to rest!"
"Give her a break, Zayne," Orla scolds as she begins to put aside the contents in the cabinets. Her motherly instincts kicked in. "She's feeling weak and restless. She did spend a week in a coma. Let her be."
