Cammy pushed herself to focus, her fingers flying across the keyboard as she tried to clear as many tasks as possible while keeping an eye on Dylan. Thankfully, she didn't have to do much, his caregiver was there.
Dylan was happily absorbed in his studies, typing away on his laptop as he practiced coding.
She had already told him about Duncan's condition, but his young mind couldn't fully grasp the severity of it. Maybe he would when he finally saw him, bruised, weak, and nowhere near the powerful, unshakable man he had always known.
A sudden knock pulled Cammy from her thoughts, but before she could even say come in, the door swung open.
"Uncle Greg!" Dylan's face lit up with joy as he stared at him from the bed.
Dylan's eyes gleamed with excitement. The delicious aroma of freshly prepared dishes filled the room, momentarily easing the weight on Cammy's shoulders. But as she met Greg's gaze, she could tell, that this visit wasn't just about lunch.
