The Cold Shoulder

Clara sat by Victor's bed, gently checking his condition.

Kaelen watched her, his eyes dark and unreadable.

After finishing the check, she looked up at Victor, her voice soft. "You're doing much better, but you'll need to keep taking your meds for another week. I'll have someone drop them off."

Victor nodded, a warm smile on his face.

Just then, Kaelen's phone rang. He glanced at the screen, then