I took a sip of soup and asked, “Don’t you think it’s cruel for him to stay in bed all day? What if he’s aware of his surroundings? Wouldn’t it be better to take him outside for some fresh air?”
Amanda paused, clearly caught off guard. “Take him outside?”
“Yes. Later, let’s turn on all the lights in the villa and bring him out to the courtyard for a stroll. It might do him some good.”
After dinner, I followed through with my plan. The courtyard was illuminated brightly, the night sky above dotted with stars. It was a breathtaking sight, complete with a swimming pool, a grassy slope, a bamboo grove, and an elegant rockery with flowing water.
I instructed Amanda to fetch a wheelchair. Together, we carefully lifted Adrian onto it, taking care not to jostle him too much.
