18 Coma

The next day, when Calantha woke up, Freiherr had already gone to work, and her luggage was just in front of her wardrobe. It had been over a month since she was away from work. She hardly left the house, waking up naturally every day to be fed by her husband. Her body had adjusted to this routine. After getting up, she checked her phone and found a message from Freiherr. “I've gone to work. Breakfast is in the kitchen. Be careful when lifting it; don't burn yourself.” Moved yet slightly speechless, Calantha was amused by his meticulous instructions, which made her feel like a disabled person. “Okay, thanks.” When Freiherr received her message, he was in a morning meeting. An important one at that. Hearing the notification sound, he casually glanced at his phone and saw it was from Calantha, so he picked it up quickly. “Good morning, Calantha. Any plans for today?” She expected him to reply slowly. She had already planned to put her phone down. She replied, “I plan to go