C22 She Hid from Him!

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting the last of its golden light into the hospital room.

Amadea rose to her feet, her gaze softening as she looked toward the bed. There lay Clarissa, her complexion ashen with illness, cocooned in blankets, asleep in the sunset's warm glow.

As Amadea turned to leave, Clarissa's eyes fluttered open. In a hushed voice, she murmured, "Ms. Amadea