Chapter 147: Moving

Amelia stood by James's bedside, her heart swelling with relief as she watched him sleep peacefully. Ever since they had transferred him to Emily's hospital, his health had improved significantly. The worry lines that had etched themselves onto her face over the past few weeks began to fade, replaced by a sense of hope. Amelia made a mental note to take Emily out later in the day. Emily was her sister, but she needed to appreciate her efforts. In truth, even though Emily was the youngest, she always took care of Amelia, especially when their father had abandoned her. Mark stood beside her, his hand resting gently on her shoulder as they both gazed down at their son. "He looks so much better, doesn't he?" he whispered, his voice filled with awe. Amelia nodded, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Yes, he does. I can't thank Emily enough for all she's done for him." Mark squeezed her shoulder in silent agreement before turning to face her, his expression suddenly seri