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."

I just threw them in the pot. Have some to warm up before your

kitchen, coming back with a steaming bowl of soup. Claire placed it in front of Camila, who sat down, lifted the bowl, and gently blew on the steam before sipping slowly. The soup was delicious and comforting, warming her from the

but then closed again, hesitating. Noticing her

In a low voice, she said,

up with excitement

That's wonderful!" Camila exclaimed

little worried. She knew Camila always supported her, but

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 he's a reliable

eyes. After chatting for a while

phone rang. Picking it up, she saw it was Connor calling. She answered excitedly, her voice brimming with joy. "Connor,

got some

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