AloraAt exactly 8 a.m., I stepped out of my room after freshening up and making sure all preparations were in place.I strode toward Dad’s room, but from a distance, I noticed the door slightly ajar, something completely unusual.Has he changed in the few years I’ve been gone?I paused for a moment, my eyes scanning the hallway, alert for any sound or movement that could explain this strange feeling stirring in me. But after what felt like five long minutes, I finally pushed the door open.Silence.No one was inside.Where could Dad be, considering his condition? It was still so early.“Anabel!” I called, but no answer came, not even after the third time.Unease crawled through me as I hurried down the stairs, my heart thudding in my chest. Relief only washed over me when I caught sight of Dad in his wheelchair, his eyes shifting from the television toward me.“Alora, my love,” Dad called softly, and I hurried over, barely able to contain my smile.I crouched beside him, my hands res
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