As she just lifted the quilt, wanting to get out of bed and wheel herself to close the window, a dark figure nimbly flipped in from outside.
Aldana was slightly taken aback when she saw that person.
The person who climbed through the window slowly stood up from the ground. As her gaze fell upon Aldana sitting in the wheelchair, her pupils contracted fiercely for a moment.
Under the moonlight, two faces deeply resembling each other looked at each other face to face.
"Ellen..."
Aldana mumbled, her lips moving as she called out the name buried deep in her memory.
Ellen, dressed all in tight black attire, her long hair tied up, her face extremely clear under the moonlight.
She looked at Aldana sitting in the wheelchair, her chest heaving violently for a moment, then tears instantly streamed from her eyes, stepping forward to tightly embrace the frail Aldana in the wheelchair.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." She cried, choking as she apologized, "Aldana, I'm sorry..."
