Inside the hospital room, two people sat holding hands, chatting away.
The little patient, who had woken up complaining of a headache and hunger, now showed no signs of discomfort. Her face, once pale, was now glowing with a healthy flush.
Outside the room, Annabelle stood holding a bag of jelly oranges and a box of strawberries. Through the window, she watched the scene and couldn't help but smile.
This was how it should be. If Scott had delayed any longer, her dear Julissa might have really decided not to play with him anymore.
She had arrived at the hospital a while ago. Liam had come out, greeted her, and mentioned that Mr. Nichols was inside. Annabelle chose not to enter, opting instead to quietly observe from outside the window.
She couldn't hear their conversation, but she coul
