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Janette walked into the hospital and headed straight for Aunt Maryanne's ward. “Aunt, I bought you fruits. They'd be really good for your-” her words caught in her throat when she saw Genevieve seated with Aunt Maryanne.
Genevieve smiled at her. “Good morning, Doc.”
Janette raised an eyebrow at her. What's with the smile and the formality? Wait, she was the one who hated the woman being informal before. Does this mean Genevieve would finally leave her alone?
“Uh, it seems you're busy now, Aunt. I'll come see you later.”
“Oh no, Janette, I'm perfectly free,” Aunt Maryanne smiled. “Come drop the fruits here and tell me when you'll finally let me get out of here.”
Janette hesitated for a moment but sighed and nodded. She dropped the basket of fruits and sat beside Aunt Maryanne. G
