Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Despite her initial reluctance, Mia eventually found herself making her way to Timothy's ward.

As she entered, she couldn't help but notice Timothy's expressionless demeanor as he lay there.

Carrying a tray of food, Mia approached him. "The doctor pointed out your extreme fatigue. It's crucial that you increase your food intake and prioritize proper rest to reduce the risk of sudden complications." Upon hearing Mia's voice, Timothy lifted his gaze to find her seated beside him. His lips moved slightly as he asked, "What did you tell Luna?"

"Not much," Mia responded. "Just a sprinkle of salt on the wound and a dash of psychological pressure to make sure Luna doesn't have it easy in prison."

Placing the tray of food in front of him, Mia urged, "Please, just a few bites."

"I'll eat later. By the way, the kids have been here at the hospital for quite a while. You should take them home," Timothy suggested.

Frowning, Mia insisted, "You should eat something first."

As her words faded, Timothy glanced up at her, a playful sparkle in his eyes. "Is all this fuss because you're thinking about giving our relationship another shot?"

"Timothy!" Mia snapped, standing abruptly from her seat. Meeting his gaze, she retorted, "Whether you eat or not is entirely your decision."

ward, seething with frustration from their recent exchange. Each step felt like a release of pent-up irritation as she kicked out at the empty

him, he persisted in

no one to blame but

found Ginger fast asleep on the sofa, wrapped snugly

other hand, was awake, a soft smile gracing her face as she watched over

feeling?" Mia approached, her voice laced with

Mia, Laura offered a slight

"That's great news. Just make sure to take good care of yourself and follow the

body. Oh,

seem to catch everything, don't you? But we've got this covered; no need for you

Mia, Laura confessed, "If only I had summoned the courage to send her away back then. If I had, you wouldn't have been

despite Laura's illness, her mind remained

you to shoulder the blame for any of

we've all emerged unharmed, and the children have grown. That's all the more reason for you to focus on your recovery. Remember how you once mentioned your wish to see Ginger

momentarily. "I am. Mrs. Barrett is aware