"Ah... Willow!" Hope Williams suddenly sat up in the hospital bed.
She gasped for air, her chest oppressive, tears at the corners of her eyes, everything in her dream was so real, so real it nearly brought the awakened Hope to the brink of collapse.
"Sister-in-law."
"Hope."
"Little Hope."
Seeing her awake, everyone around her bed immediately gathered, and Hope's gaze swept over them as she asked, "Willow, where's Willow?"
"Willow is still in the ICU, Waylon Lewis and Luke just went to be with her," Aria Richardson said with tenderness in her eyes, already red and swollen from crying countless times.
Hope fiercely threw off her blanket, completely disregarding the IV in her hand, ripped it off, and bolted towards the door.
"Hope, calm down a bit, your body is still very weak, you..."
"Let me go, let me go!" Hope roared, "I have to go back to be with Willow."