Elowen’s POVI didn’t go back to the dining room. I went upstairs, changed into my nightclothes, and sat on the edge of my bed until the noise below faded. I kept thinking about what Seraphine had said.“Maybe she doesn’t anymore.”She was probably right. I didn’t love family dinners anymore. Not because I hated my family. Because sitting at that table reminded me of everything that used to be mine. The next morning, I went to mother's room as usual.She was sitting up when I entered, “Good morning,” she said.“Good morning, Mother.”She smiled.“You’re early.”“I usually am.”She looked better. Her color had returned. The tiredness around her eyes wasn’t as pronounced, and she finished almost half her breakfast without being encouraged. I watched her take another sip of water.“You’re breathing better.”“I feel better.”I nodded. The physician came shortly afterward. He examined her, checked her pulse, and reviewed her medication.“She’s improving,” he said. “If this continues, we ca
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