For My Karens

"Karen —" Once again, Karen Daly heard Kevin Kyle's deep voice calling her name— She muttered, "Kevin, don't disturb me. Let me sleep for a while before I talk to you." After saying this, Karen Daly suddenly shivered and looked up. When she opened her eyes, she saw Kevin Kyle. He opened his eyes, but perhaps because he wasn't wearing glasses, his eyes seemed a little confused. His eyes did not look as energetic and bright as Karen Daly usually remembered. "Kevin, are you really awake?" Karen Daly did not believe what she saw and pinched her face. Ouch! She really wasn't dreaming. Kevin Kyle was really awake. Seeing Karen Daly's silly look, Kevin Kyle chuckled. However, he still had some wounds on his face, so when he smiled, he flinched a little. "Kevin, talk to me, I'm not dreaming, am I?" Karen Daly still couldn't believe it and asked cautiously. Before Papa Kyle went back home, he told her that it will not be easy for Kevin Kyle to wake up since he had been poisoned by a virus named