Hayson sat there with an oxygen mask on his face, having recently suffered a stroke. His facial features appeared normal, his hand was frozen in a peculiar position, and he was unable to speak. He could not even eat on his own, and all he could do was sit in a wheelchair.

His little daughter, just three and a half years old, looked strikingly like Jasmine and sat shyly behind her.

Even though four years had passed, Jasmine looked ageless, radiating an even more mature and captivating presence.