Camila pushed open the hospital room door and walked in. She saw Drew lying on the bed, his face pale, with his right leg in a cast.
Seeing Camila and Connor enter, York's face showed a flicker of embarrassment.
"Sis, bro... how did you..."
Camila walked over and gently sat on the edge of the bed. "York, why did you lie to us?"
Drew lowered his head, tears welling up in his eyes. "I didn't want you to worry. I'm okay, really. I'll look for a job once my leg heals."
"How's your leg?" Camila asked. "Do Mom and Dad know?"
Drew nodded.
"They're not coming to take care of you?" Camila was surprised, considering Drew was their only son.
Drew's expression darkened. "They know, but... we had a falling out. They act like I don't exist anymore..."
He didn't want to dwell on it. He lifted his head, eyes slightly reddened, and managed a small smile.
"Sis, don't worry, it's not serious. Just a minor fracture. The doctor said it’ll heal quickly."
At that moment, a young girl walked into the room carrying a basin of water. She looked quite young and had a delicate face.
"Drew, how are you feeling?" The girl asked softly as she approached the bed.
Her gaze lingered on Drew's face for a moment before turning to Camila.
"Hello, I’m Drew’s friend, Tiffany." Tiffany introduced herself with a smile, her voice gentle and sweet, irresistibly endearing.
"Hello, I’m Drew’s sister, Camila." Camila nodded slightly.
"Nice to meet you," Tiffany said softly, tilting her head slightly, showing Camila a gentle smile.
Camila and Connor exchanged glances, understanding the subtle relationship between the two.
"I'll step out for a moment," Connor said quietly.
Camila acknowledged and turned to look at Tiffany. "Have you been taking care of York all this time?" she asked softly, her voice filled with gratitude.
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