The noon sun sliced through the gap in the hospital room curtains.Liam held a bowl of warm congee, carefully scooping up a spoonful, blowing on it gently, and bringing it to Cecilia's lips."Come on, open up," he said, his voice soft.Cecilia wrinkled her nose, turning her head away like a fussy child."No… This smells like burnt cardboard," she complained, her voice thick with disdain.Liam sighed in resignation. He stood up, moved to the other side of the bed, sat down again, and stubbornly raised the spoon back to her mouth."Be a good girl. The doctor said just for two days," he coaxed, his tone gentle yet leaving no room for argument."Once you're fully recovered, I'll take you to that French bistro you love, remember? I'll order you ten soufflés, deal?""No! I just don't want this!" Cecilia pouted, crossing her arms tightly over her chest and turning her head away once more.Liam had anticipated her being difficult and was prepared to get up and move again—Knock. Knock. Knock.
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