6

After a long sleep, I finally woke up. There was someone sitting quietly beside the bed. I turned my head with great effort, but it was not Serena I expected.

Chloe, the child adopted by my parents, was studying my medical records carefully. She looked serious and old-fashioned under her gold-rimmed glasses. She felt my gaze, raised her head, and met my eyes.

"Andrew, how do you feel now?" she asked with concern.