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~Bella's POV
"Thank you again, Michael," I said, giving him a small smile as I stood near Mia's door.
Michael gave me a tired but kind smile. "You've said that five times already, Bella."
"I know," I said softly. "But I can't stop. You've been amazing."
He looked at me for a moment, then tilted his head slightly. "Are you okay?"
I tried to smile again, but my shoulders slumped a little. "I'm fine. Just… stress."
Michael folded his arms. "You look exhausted. Have you eaten anything today?"
"I drank water," I said with a nervous laugh. "And I think I had a few spoons of cereal this morning?"
"Bella."
"I'm fine," I insisted, straightening up. "I promise. Just tired. It's been an emotional day."
He gave me a knowing look. "That's exactly why you need to go home and rest. Mia is stable, and I'll keep you updated."
I bit my lip. "You'll call me if anything changes?"
"I'll call you the moment she even twitches an eyebrow," he said, smiling.
