After My Brother Fell into a Coma Chapter 2

Mom and Dad were a nervous wreck, completely in the dark about her methods.

I, on the other hand, knew exactly what was happening, thanks to the floating comments.

【LMAO, she just told him she’s a stalker who’s been secretly watching him for ages. And now that he’s helpless, she can finally do whatever she wants.】

【She said she’s going to take the opportunity to admire his perfect feet while he’s out cold. I’m dying.】

【“If you don’t wake up, I’m posting the nude photos I took of you on a gay dating site and you’ll have men lining up for you!” Hahaha, this isn’t therapy, it’s blackmail!】

【Wake up, man! This adorable girl is right in front of you!】

Could these… words… really work?

I had my doubts.

According to the comments, the world I was living in was a novel. Daniel was the male lead, and Martha was the female lead. His coma was just a necessary plot device to bring them together. He would eventually wake up and they would begin their sweet love story.

As for me? I was just a side character. A supporting role. The girl with a one-sided crush on her adoptive brother, a small obstacle in the path of their love.

A pang of sadness hit me.

But if the comments were right, if Daniel was guaranteed to wake up, then I was also incredibly happy.

As long as he was healthy and whole, that’s all that mattered.

Half an hour later, Martha emerged from the room. She looked a little drained, her voice slightly hoarse.

“That’s all for today. I’ll be back tomorrow.”

I nodded, handing her a bottle of water I’d bought earlier. “Thank you for your hard work. See you tomorrow.”

Martha looked surprised for a second, then thanked me and left.

My parents and I went back into the room. While they massaged Daniel’s limbs, I sat by his bed and worked on my differential equations homework, reading the problems aloud.

“y'' - 3y'tan(x) - 2y = 0…”

“…Brother, I think I messed this one up again. When are you going to teach me that other method you mentioned?”