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    Hadley quietly stepped back into the observation room. Taking the seat beside Colleen, she nced at her friend with gentle concern.


    “How are you holding up?” she asked gently.


    “A little better,” Colleen replied, giving a faint nod, though her face still appeared pale.


    “In that case, we shouldn’t wait any longer.” Hadley’s brows furrowed as she studied her friend’s weakened state. “Come on. You need to get checked properly.”


    “Alright.”


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    Without dy, Hadley called for a nurse, who soon arrived with a wheelchair. Together, they helped Colleen and escorted her to the testing area.


    Because Colleen was part of the hospital staff, her examinations were prioritized, sparing her from the usual long queue. Everything went smoothly and was done in no time. However, some of the reports would take a bit more time to process.


    Once the procedures were finished, Hadley carefully pushed the wheelchair back to the observation room, where the nurse promised to inform them once the results were avable.


    As they entered the room, Louise appeared in the doorway, her expression tight with worry. In an instant, she hurried forward and sped Colleen’s hand. “Colleen!”


    “Mom?” Colleen’s eyes widened in surprise. “What are you doing here?”


    “Why didn’t you tell me what happened?” Tears shimmered in Louise’s reddened eyes. “You copsed from the pain, and you still kept it from me?”


    Her gaze shifted toward Hadley, softening. “Thank you for being with her, Hadley.”


    “It’s nothing,” Hadley replied gently, shaking her head before turning to her friend. “I called your mom. I thought she needed to know.”


    “I’m alright now…” Colleen muttered, hoping to calm them both.


    “You don’t look alright.” Louise’s trembling hand reached up to smooth her daughter’s hair, her voice breaking with emotion. “Just look at yourself…”


    The sight of Colleen’s paleplexion sent a chill through the room.


    “My poor girl, what on earth happened to you?”


    Before Colleen could respond, Hadley spoke up. “She’s been operating nonstop these past few weeks. Barely sleeping, barely eating. I even scolded her earlier for overdoing it.”


    “Exactly.” Louise’s head dipped in agreement, her expression shadowed with quiet worry.


    Guiding Colleen toward the bed, she gently adjusted the pillow and brushed a few strands of hair from her daughter’s face. “This is your moment to rest. Stop running yourself down.”


    “Mom, that’s not necessary,” Colleen replied quickly, her voice edged with stubbornness as she shook her head.


    “It absolutely is!” Frustration crept into Louise’s tone. “Don’t think I don’t know why you’re pushing yourself like this.”


    For a brief moment, silence filled the space.


    Their gazes met, and the air grew heavy between them.


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