y uncle Richard stepped into my hospital room and looked at my cast, my bruised face, and the tears I had tried to hide.
Behind him, my aunt Evelyn gently carried Noah, who was sleeping peacefully against her shoulder.
“How did you know?” I whispered.
Richard pulled up a chair. “The hospital couldn’t reach your parents, so a nurse kept calling the emergency contacts on your file. She eventually found my number-
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