The Only Daughter Of Lancaster
Part Fifty-One: Back

When I opened my eyes, all I saw was a white ceiling. Nurse's scream, the sound of a heart-beating machine, the sound of a door opening, then the question. "Miss, did you hear my voice? If so, blink your eyes."

I'm doing. The doctor in front of me started doing the examination. In his coat was Kim Hyun Seok's writing. His hair was black and his eyes were covered with thin-framed glasses. Maybe he was only in his twenties. He smiled at me. "New girl wakes up from coma. Miss's condition is amazingly good. Maybe at this time your body feels stiff and that is natural. We will do our best to get the lady well. Tomorrow we'll take off the breathing apparatus. For now rest."

I blinked my eyes, in response. The nurse smiled back. "You've worked hard. Have a good rest."

What exactly is going on? How long have I been asleep? What about Arion? Is he okay? Do mom and dad eat regularly? Are Alec and Elliott finally getting married? Is it all just a dream? What the hell is going on?

I started sobbing. Feels scary. I don't know what's going on or who I am right now. Am I Celine? Or Amabel? Or am I back as Lalisa? The thought continued until I fell asleep.

The next day when I woke up, my breathing apparatus was removed. "Name." I said in a hoarse voice.

The nurse who took care of me yesterday turned her head with a questioning look. "Does she need anything?"

"My name." My voice is still hoarse.

The nurse smiled, pleased. "Lalisa. Miss Lalisa's name."

Ah, Lalisa. I'm back to being the Lalisa who's alone. So, is that all a dream? Sure oes. There is such a thing as reincarnation. It felt like my chest was squeezed, tight and painful. If everything is just a dream, why does it feel so real?

"It must be hard to wake up in this place? But, great lady. For two years the lady continued to fight until she finally came to her senses. I'm so happy that miss finally realized." The nurse held the file, "my name is Victoria Grece. Miss can call me Vic."

I'm nodding. Two years huh? Long time. Why am I still awake? It would be better if I didn't wake up. I don't want to live as Lalisa anymore. Lalisa's lonely is sad.

"Miss, don't be sad." Vic said again, maybe he saw the expression on my face. "Miss is aware today because miss has fought. Don't regret. Oh, I haven't said yes? Your family is on their way here. They're both young families."

The family? I don't have any. Only Amabel has a family. I wasn't. Vic finally finished the examination then parted and walked out of the room. How can I have a family when I just ran away from the orphanage?

I closed my eyes again, thinking about everything that happened. For two years, Lalisa's body was in a coma, and what about Amabel? If it's a dream, why does it feel so real? I still felt an arrow stuck to my right chest. Rssa was congested as blood slowly rose to her lungs and a hug from the father. Now who will hold my hand? I miss my family. Wait, if this is Lalisa, it means I don't have anyone. Why does it have to be like this?

I don't know what's going on right now. It felt like I woke up without realizing the change. It was like being awakened from a dream. Dreams that are too real.

I thought about it over and over again, but it all just doesn't make sense. Who would believe that I entered another world when my body was in a coma? My head is buzzing, painful.

"How is he doing?" The question slowly led me to consciousness. The morning came again. In the hospital time passes very quickly.

Vic smiled, at a guest I didn't know his identity. "So far the condition has been better. Starting tomorrow we will start the therapy for his motor nerves. Procedurally, the lady will undergo road therapy and touch some objects so that she is sensitive to touch again. Also some other therapy that will make it easier for the lady to move like before."

I listened so well that my eyes met the stranger. His body was tall with dark blue eyes and brown hair. "Ah, you realize. Hello, Lalisa."

There was a strange vibration as he called my name. And without realizing I was crying. His voice, his eyes, were very similar to Alec's. The man in front of me panicked, and so did Vic. "Ah, what's wrong? Is anyone sick?"

I shook my head, "no. I just think you look like someone I know."

He smiled, relieved. Maybe because I wasn't in pain. The man pulled up the chair and sat down beside me. "Is that guy nice?"

I nodded and looked into his eyes. Strangers who look so close. "Yes, very good. He treats me like his sister."

I nodded small, "yes. Brother."

His face changed, brighter. His smile was still on his lips. "Oh, my name is Damian Hamilton. You can call me Brother Damian."

Hamilton yes, a familiar name reappears. However, of course the name here was not something strange. "How can you be my guardian?"

I finally asked. Hospital fees for a child like me are certainly not cheap. Especially if I stayed in a room this good for two years, there must be a lot for them to take out. For the child who ran away from the home, I should only have a room in a regular classroom with help from the social service.

Damian's face changed, maybe he just remembered something unpleasant. "Two years ago I saw you in an accident. I couldn't pull you away from the truck and the only thing I could do was get you to the hospital. I always hoped that if I managed to pull your hand, you wouldn't have to be here for two years. I'm sorry I can only take you to the hospital."

I touched her hand and smiled a little. "Why should you feel guilty? I'm grateful that my brother has been helping me and financing me all this time. Don't blame yourself for being grateful to meet you."

Again. Once again I met my sister. I don't know why I'm sure that in front of me right now is Alec. Damian then cried and I could only clap his hands. "I'm sorry I opened my eyes after all this time."

"What's wrong, I'm conscious right now." If this is Alec, the only thing I want to do is hug him tightly. I spread my arms and Damian hugged me. "Thank you for trying and believing I'd come to my senses."

Alec, is he okay? I hope he won't blame himself. I hope Alec knows that I left without regret.

After three months of therapy and many examinations, I was finally allowed to go home. Yes, go home with Damian and his wife, Sarasa. Both are young couples who have not had children. I was raised as a child and entered in their family card. However, calling the two as fathers felt strange.

"Lalisa, get in the habit of calling me mom, okay?" Sarasa is the woman who smiles most often. He hugged me, tightly. "Huh, this is Damian's fault. When he wakes up, he won't let you call brother. Should've been dad! Hmh!"

Although often smiling, Sarasa is also often angry. Especially Damian. "But it feels weird. You guys look so young. No one believes that I'm-"

I immediately closed my mouth with his finger. "can't. I am your mother. You are fifteen after all!

Yes and you are only twenty-nine. How does anyone believe I'm your son? I'm sighing. In the end, I can only give up. "All right, mother."

Sarasa's smile instantly expanded. The mood is amazing.

"You finally made Lisa call you mom, ya stubborn woman." Damian's thump immediately made Sarasa throw a punch on the back. Damian laughed and I laughed and saw both of them.

From behind, I can see Alec and Sofia. I looked up, that day the sky was clear like this. "Lisaa! Go, go!"

Yeah, home. Lalisa finally has a home to go home to. I smiled then ran small and put my arms together. "I love you guys."

Damian and Sarasa looked at each other, but then smiled. "Yes, we are too."

Maybe this is the gift I mean. A new family just as warm as the Lancaster family. If it is like this, what happiness do I feel right now is reality? Or will they disappear someday and I will wake up alone?

Me, scared. The pain I was experiencing was a sign that this was reality? I stared out the car window, I couldn't stop thinking about this. It feels like choking.

In the end, I re-created the distance on them.