"Am I a masochist or something?" Jennifer scratched her head, frustration evident on her face. Her eyes brimmed with confusion and self-doubt, and she appeared restless and uneasy.
"Jennifer, are you okay?" Josephine and Cyrus walked into the hospital room, carrying a bouquet. Although Josephine didn't particularly like Jennifer, she felt obligated to visit her after the recent accident.
Jennifer sneaked a glance at Cyrus, and a shy expression crossed her face. It was the kind of shyness that resembled a young girl in love, tinged with awkwardness.
"Oh, Josephine, you're here." Jennifer greeted Josephine with a radiant smile, one that seemed unusually sincere.
"What?" Josephine was baffled. What was going on with Jennifer today? Had she lost her mind? She was acting unusually friendly.
