BLAIR’S POV.
I arrived at the hospital carrying my mom’s favourite meal that I had prepared. The surgery had been successful but she still had two more, and the doctors needed to keep her under their watch.
“Hi Mom,” I greeted her as I walked into her room and planted a kiss on her forehead. “How are you feeling,”
“I’m doing good, the doctors said in no time, I will be back to normal,” she said with a bright smile.
"I am thankful for that," I replied, setting the meal down on the bedside table. "I made your favourite dish. Thought it might cheer you up."
Mom's eyes lit up at the sight of the meal. "You always know how to make me feel better, sweetheart," she said.
“How is your friend, Valerie. “ my mother asked, I frowned at the mention of her name.
Even though I was thankful that Valeri……
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