Celestine's POV
I slowly opened my eyes. It was morning, and I was still lying in my hospital bed. I immediately scanned the room and spotted my mother peeling some fruits.
She looked in my direction and quickly came over to me.
"Good morning, dear. How are you?" She asked, smiling.
"I'm fine, Mom," I replied as she handed me a glass of water, which I accepted. My throat was getting dry.
I returned the glass to my mother and looked around the room again.
"Are you okay? Are you looking for something?" she asked, taking the plate of fruits she was peeling earlier from the table.
I'm actually looking for someone.
"Mom, did anyone visit last night?" she looked surprised and handed me some fruits. I suddenly felt hungry, so I took them immediately.
"Last night? No one else came here la
