ARCHIE POV
The hum of hospital machinery was a constant background noise as Aria's cheerful chatter filled the room. Her resilience amazed me. Despite everything, she managed to fill the sterile space with warmth and color through her artwork. The walls were adorned with her drawings, turning the room into a vibrant gallery.
"Daddy, look!" Aria called out, holding up a fresh drawing of a sunlit meadow with butterflies and flowers. "This one is for Camilla."
A pang of sadness mixed with pride as I smiled at her. "It's beautiful, sweetheart. Camilla will love it when she wakes up."
Aria's recovery was progressing well. Since the transfusion, her cheeks had regained their rosy hue, and the sparkle in her eyes had returned. Though she was still under constant monitoring, her impr
