[Alice’s POV]Adam lowered me onto the soft sofa, propping pillows under me where I lay. “Stay flat. Don’t strain,” he commanded.Sarah came hurrying back, breathless, holding a plastic cup nearly filled with steaming warm water.“Here, try to drink, lady,” she said, her voice like a soft cloud. “It helps the pain go away. That’s what Mommy does when I have a cold.” Her big eyes were filled with pure, honest kindness.This genuine care — free of any judgement or hidden agendas — felt like a small fire in a frozen world. Unexpected. Welcome. Comforting.I took a few sips. The warmth spread through me, easing the tension a little. “Thank you, honey,” I managed. I tried to smile but it felt brittle.“Uncle Adam, her hands are so cold.” Sarah rubbed her own small palms together and then tucked my fingers inside them, to share her warmth. “See? Now they aren't cold.”Adam watched us, a flicker of softness in his expression.He went to the kitchen and returned with electrolyte water and a h
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