Engulfed in these thoughts, tears began to form and slowly trailed down her cheeks.

Just then, the doorbell chimed. Hastily wiping her tears, Ariana answered, expecting perhaps a delivery. To her surprise, Rodney and Judy stood at her doorstep.

With a mix of shock and hospitality, Ariana welcomed them. "Mr. Chadwick, what brings you here? Please, come inside."

After stepping inside, Rodney cast a critical eye on Ariana's head injury and let out a disapproving sigh. "You're so young, yet the hospital seems to be your second residence now. You've barely recovered from a shoulder wound, and now, there's a head injury. You might be a grown woman, but you're proving to be more of a handful than Melon."

Ariana felt a twinge of embarrassment under Rodney's chiding gaze, yet she recognized his genuine concern.