He is alive

"Rafael," Peter spoke, his voice tinged with a mixture of hope and apprehension.

Rafael turned to face him, a question lingering on his lips.

"I know, I will find her here, right?" he inquired, his tone edged with uncertainty.

Peter nodded solemnly, his expression mirroring Rafael's uncertainty.

"Yes, Rafael. If anyone can help you remember, it's Hazel," he affirmed, his voice tinged with a note of reassurance.

Rafael's brows furrowed as he grappled with his doubts.

"But what if I can't remember anything after seeing her?" he voiced his fear, his words tinged with a sense of vulnerability.

Peter placed a comforting hand on Rafael's shoulder, offering him reassurance.

"As you remember us, then you will remember her as well," he said, his tone gentle yet firm.

Adam chimed in, his voice filled with optimism.

"And once you see her, everything will fall into place. Trust me, Sir," he added, a note of conviction in his voice.

Rafael nodded, a glimmer of hope flickering in his eyes as he abs