- The analyzes say that Annie Leonhart received several shots in the abdomen, that's why we discovered different bruises. It also has nicks on the wrists, showing that it had scarified, it goes back several weeks. We also noticed a wound in the back of his skull, which is good for the blood found in the lobby of the Leonhart. This caused head trauma and therefore coma. A coma between 7 and 9, the doctor was right, she responds weakly when spoken to, but no reaction to the eyes and speech. There is a possibility that she wakes up but no idea when. It only depends on her now, the man in a white coat finished while looking at Mme. Arlert and her husband.

The latter nodded without a word before looking back at her son, who was in the room next to her, still lying on the hospital bed. Bandages on her wrists, around her skull, dressed in the clothes worn by the patients, but she no longer had the mask covering her nose and mouth, she could now breathe on her own. Armin stared at her without a word, her left hand resting on her forehead, caressing her skin with her thumb. She was safe now, but what she had experienced would haunt her every day ... How to recover from this trauma? Armin did not even have the answer. It was a trauma that would follow for years but he will be there to help her think as little as possible, he promised himself. He raised his head when his mother signaled him to join her with his father, which he did. He left the hospital room, closing behind him.

- How is she ? asked his father.
- It's okay...
-You know, social assistance came," his mother replied, gritting her teeth as she saw her son change his expression. She wants Annie to be placed in a family, she has to find a guardian for that.
- Ah ... let go of the blonde in a hard tone, looking back at the blonde.

Her mother glanced at her husband with a smile.

- We volunteered to become his guardians.

The blond's eyes suddenly lit up in the face of this news. She was going to live at home ?!
Armin stayed close to her a little bit, trying to talk to him. She seemed so peaceful, no idea what she dreamed, according to the doctors, she could. The blonde gently grabbed one of his hands, squeezing it warmly, when the latter answered. He quickly looked up at Annie's face.

- You hear me ? he added once more when he had had no physical response since she was there.

His hand tightened again, making him smile like an idiot.

- Ok, he said trying to control his excitement to see her respond. To tell me "Yes" you once squeeze my hand and for "No" twice, okay?

Silence. She squeezed once.

- How are you feeling ?

She squeezed once.

- I ... I'm sorry for what happened to you ... I did not see anything ... I'm not a ...

She squeezed harder twice.

Don't apologize, you're not for nothing, it's me who should have told you what was happening. You were the first to know it, the first to reach out and I refused your help. I can only blame myself for being in this situation. You're the only one I feel a deep trust in, and more ... I promise you to fight to wake me up.

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The last paragraph comes from Annie's point of view.
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