Ethan blinked, his confusion evident as he tried to process what Madeleine had just said. The room around him felt like it was spinning, his mind struggling to catch up. His voice came out shaky, almost disbelieving.
"I… I don't understand. I've been out for two weeks?"
Madeleine's eyes softened as she gazed at her son, the warmth in her expression tempered by the firmness in her tone. She leaned forward slightly, her hand resting gently but decisively on his shoulder, grounding him in the moment.
"Yes, my dear. Two full weeks," she confirmed, her voice steady. "But that's not what we need to focus on right now."
Ethan's brows furrowed further, his lips parting in protest. "Not important? Two weeks is a long time!" His tone rose, frustration creeping into his voice as he looked to Trevor for validation.
