CLAIRE’S POV:When my phone rang and I saw Mom flashing across the screen, my heart skipped. I hadn’t heard from her in a few days, and my mind immediately raced to Dad. I excused myself from the noise around our table, stepped aside, and swiped to answer.“Hey, Mom,” I said softly, already bracing myself.“Claire, sweetheart!” she said, her voice bubbling with joy. “Your father’s been discharged! He’s fully recovered, can you believe that?”I froze. “Wait—what?” My heart jumped. “He’s been discharged? Like—completely?”“Yes, dear!” she laughed, her voice trembling with excitement. “He’s strong now. The doctors say he’s made a miraculous recovery. You need to come and pick us up, honey. We’re already waiting in the lobby.”I pressed a hand to my chest, tears instantly clouding my eyes. “Oh my God, Mom… that’s amazing!” I whispered. “I’ll be there right away.”“Drive safe, baby,” she said, her tone softening. “We’ll be right here waiting.”“I will. Love you, Mom.” I ended the call and
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