The cat slowly lowered its head and gently placed one paw over Victor’s chest—right above his heart.
And then…
Victor’s fingers twitched.
Just slightly.
But undeniably.
Emily screamed.
Within seconds, doctors flooded the room.
“What happened?”
“Did you touch him?”
“Who let that animal in here?!”
Emily could barely speak. She pointed at the cat.
“He… he reacted when the cat touched him.”
The lead physician stared at the monitor, disbelief etched across his face.
Victor’s heart rate was no longer passive. His oxygen levels had shifted. Brain activity—actual brain activity—was showing faint but clear spikes.
“This doesn’t make sense,” the doctor muttered. “He’s been unresponsive for weeks.”
Leo, meanwhile, remained calm. Unbothered by the chaos.
He leaned down and pressed his forehead gently against Victor’s chin.
And then—
Victor’s eyes fluttered.
