Her symptoms didn't look like an initial reaction to a trauma trigger. It looked much more like a relapse."
Max kept his eyes on the screen. After the butterfly fluttered away from her hand, Felicia propped herself up and slowly sat up in bed. Pushing the covers aside, she perched on the edge of the mattress. Her messy, long hair cascaded freely, the gentle breeze catching the ends. Sitting there quietly in a white nightgown, she looked incredibly frail.
After a long moment, she tried to stand and walk toward the window. However, barely two steps in, her legs gave out, and she collapsed to the floor.
Fortunately, the room was carpeted with a thick, soft wool rug.
"Somatic symptoms will take time to slowly fade," Dr. Harrison noted as he watched the footage.
Max stood up and walked out of the surveillance room, with the doctor following right behind him.
Back in the bedroom, Felicia sat on the rug, her hands pressed against the floor as she struggled to push herself back up.
At that moment, the door opened. She turned to look and saw the man stepping inside. A brief flicker of surprise crossed her face, but she didn't become emotionally agitated. She simply stared at him in silence.
Max walked over, bent down, and scooped her up into his arms.
He carried her to a rattan chair on the balcony and settled her into it. The warm sunlight bathed her skin in a comforting glow. Outside, the courtyard was blooming with vibrant flowers. In the distance, crystal blue lake waters sparkled, surrounded by lush green lawns where swans glided gracefully. Everything was tranquil and picturesque.
Felicia already knew where they were.
A nanny arrived carrying a tray of food, setting the dishes out on the table one by one. Max looked at her. "It's time to eat something."
Felicia did feel quite hungry. Reaching out, she tried to grab a spoon to have some porridge. But the moment her fingers closed around it, the utensil slipped.
With a sharp clatter, the spoon hit the floor.
The nanny quickly bent down to retrieve it. "I'll go get a clean one right away," she told Max before hurrying out of the room.
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