Third person POV
Raina and Harrison paused briefly at the doorway, then stepped into the hospital room one after the other.
Noelle coughed a few times, her complexion pale. Raina immediately stepped forward, placing her hand on Noelle’s wrist with practiced precision.
The pulse was weak. Irregular. Even with surgery behind her, Noelle’s body was still slipping toward exhaustion in quiet, irreversible increments.
Raina’s chest tightened.
“Grandma, what did Sophie ever do to deserve your anger? Why are you hurting her like this?”
“Kneel!” Noelle barked sharply.
Harrison’s jaw tightened. For a moment, he looked like he would resist… but in the end, he slowly knelt.
“I haven’t done anything wrong,” he said, voice strained. “Sophie and I…”
“Hah!” Noelle cut him off, coughing harshly. “
