The soft knock at the door pulled both Jessica and Armando from their thoughts. Dr. Rivera stepped into the room, her presence professional yet warm. She offered a polite smile as she closed the door behind her.
“Good evening, Jessica,” the doctor greeted, her voice gentle as she approached the bed. “How are you feeling now? Any dizziness or discomfort?”
Jessica shook her head lightly, though her body still felt heavy with exhaustion. “A little tired, but I’m okay,” she replied, her hand instinctively brushing Alvaro’s back as the boy rested against Armando’s shoulder.
Dr. Rivera nodded and began her routine check-up, carefully monitoring Jessica’s vitals. “It’s good to see some color returning to your cheeks. You had us quite worried earlier,” she said, glancing at Armando.
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