Thalassa ended the call, a wave of concern washing over her as she gazed upon Hertha, lying still in the hospital bed.
Being a mother herself, Thalassa understood the deep bond between a mother and her children. The sound Hertha probably longed for the most right now was the voices of her little ones.
Maybe, just maybe, if she could hear them call out "Mommy," she might wake up sooner?
Thalassa and Lydia were keeping a vigilant watch over Hertha when the soft, tender voices of two little angels echoed from the doorway.
"Excuse me, nurse," a tiny voice quivered, "we're looking for our mommy. She was in a car accident and got hurt. My heart is breaking; I want to see her." The little girl's voice was filled with fear and innocence, melting the hearts of anyone who heard.
"Yeah, nurse," piped up the little boy, his words laced with concern. "Mommy loves us best, and we love her most. She's hurt and in pain, and I want to blow on it to make it better."
The nurse, her heart swelling with affection, softened her voice. "Sweethearts, what's your mommy's name? If you tell me, I can help you find which room she's in."
"Thank you, they're looking for their mother, Hertha," Bridget interjected, recalling the room number Thalassa had given but which had slipped her mind in the rush of concern.
"Hertha, yes, she's in this very room," the nurse indicated, pointing to a nearby doorway.
"Thank you so much," Bridget said gratefully, ushering Julian and Helena towards the room.
At that moment, Thalassa appeared at the door to greet them, just in time to meet Bridget, who was leading the two little cherubs by the hand.
"Bridget, come in," Thalassa beckoned.
"Aunt Thalassa!"
Upon seeing her, the children's eyes lit up. Releasing Bridget's hand, they scampered towards Thalassa with their little legs.
Thalassa quickly knelt to embrace them, whispering softly, "Julian, Helena, it's so good to see you. But I need to discuss something with you. We must keep our voices down, and when we see your mommy, you can look but don't touch, okay?"
"Why not? I want to hug Mommy," Helena pouted, her plump cheeks puffing out adorably as she tilted her head in confusion, her bright eyes shimmering with longing.
"I want to kiss Mommy's boo-boo," Julian said, his young brow furrowing into a worried frown.
Thalassa explained gently, "Your mommy has some very serious injuries, and noise could make her hurt more. If we accidentally touch her head, it could lead into a life-threatening situation. So, we can only look and not touch, alright?"
Thalassa wanted the children to see Hertha, to reassure them and let them know that their mother's absence wasn't due to a lack of love, but because she couldn't physically be with them.
However, all of this was contingent upon ensuring Hertha’s safety.
Thalassa had read a novel once where the male protagonist, diagnosed with a severe concussion, was on the mend until an inadvertent push to the head by the female lead resulted in his death. To prevent such a tragedy, Thalassa couldn't allow such a thing to happen.
Julian and Helena were particularly attached to Hertha, and Thalassa knew that seeing her might make them want to leap into her arms. The consequences of any sudden movements could be
disastrous, so she had to prepare them in advance.
Although Julian and Helena were young, the gravity of what "life-threatening" meant had been explained to them through stories. They understood that it meant possibly never seeing someone again, and this knowledge made them immediately cautious at Thalassa's words.
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