Zora cast a sidelong glance at Jessica, her lips curling into a mischievous smirk. "Ha... Jessica, Aaliyah swung by today, and for some reason, your mother gave her a wallet!"
Her voice dripped with envy, and as she was about to add more fuel to the fire, she was cut off by a weak yet furious roar from Hazel, lying frail in her hospital bed. "Shut your mouth, Zora, and get out!"
Jessica's brow furrowed as she turned towards her mother.
Feigning innocence, Zora turned to face an even more incensed Jessica.
Hazel glared at Zora, her voice gaining strength despite her condition. "You're nothing but trouble... Get out!"
With an awkward chuckle, Zora turned to Jessica, trying to stir things up. "See? She won't even let me speak!"
Jessica grabbed Zora, her gaze burning into Hazel on the bed. "What wallet are you talking about? Have you lost your mind? What wallet, Mom? Where'd you get a wallet from?"
Hazel looked at Jessica with clear eyes and said firmly, "None of your business!"
I was taken aback by her response. It seemed Hazel wasn't as confused as we thought; she knew exactly what she had given me. This made me wonder, why would she give me these things? Could it really be a change of heart?
Stung by her mother's retort, Jessica's anger flared. "So you've gone senile, is that it? Fine, if you won't talk, I'll find out myself."
With that, Jessica whipped out her cellphone and made a call. I realized that the call was meant for me. As expected, she walked towards the door while talking on the phone, re-enacting the moment she had called me.
Hazel, lying in bed, closed her eyes in resignation, her expression one of deep sadness.
Meanwhile, the silent observer, Farley, finally snapped, "Can't you keep it down? This is a hospital, for heaven's sake!"
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