As soon as Camila walked through the door, Claire immediately set aside her knitting and got up from the couch, a gentle smile spreading across her face.

"Mom, why are you still up?" Camila asked, a hint of guilt in her eyes.

Claire shook her head softly and said warmly, "I'm not tired, just keeping busy with my knitting."

She then poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Camila. Taking a sip, Camila realized just how thirsty she was.

Setting down the glass, she asked with concern, "How have you been feeling these past few days?"

"Better than ever," Claire replied with a smile. "Let me get you some soup before you take your shower."

Camila, not wanting to overburden her mother, said gently, "You didn't have to make soup. The doctor said you need to rest more."

the ingredients; I just threw them in the pot. Have some to

it in front of Camila, who sat down,

lips parted as if to speak, but then closed again, hesitating. Noticing her mother's hesitation, Camila put down her spoon

her head, looking a bit embarrassed. In a low voice, she said, "Cole and

face then lit up with

wonderful!" Camila

daughter's reaction, feeling relieved but still a little worried. She knew Camila always supported her, but she couldn't help but fear

and took her hand, saying earnestly, "Mom, I truly support your decision. Cole is a very kind and responsible man. I've seen how much he cares for you, especially when you were sick, and how he and Craig hesitate to help with the expenses. I'm sure

her heart warming, tears of happiness sparkling in her eyes. After chatting for a while longer, Camila went

answered excitedly, her voice brimming with joy. "Connor, guess

shaking her head. "No, no, I've got some

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