The two of them stood up straight again after making a deal.
"You are allowed in. However, we must keep an eye on you first."
The door to the white room opened. Cleo tried to shake off her nervousness.
She could finally figure out why she felt so unfamiliar with Oscar when he disguised himself as Harry. The doubt after doubt Cleo tried to cover it up. Until at her patient peak, she could no longer contain all her doubts and beliefs at the same time.
A man in the black suit at the front greeted his master.
"We came in to tell you that your wife has arrived."
The figure that Cleo hadn't seen in a long time, turned around. Sitting in a wheelchair and staring in surprise at the figure he had never expected to meet in the most chaotic situation of his life.
"Cleo... what are you doing here...?"
Cleo advanced on prompt before being chased away. The tears gathered in her eyes. She lunged at Harry and hugged him.