Inside the hospital room, Kameron and his younger brother, Matthias, were stuffed to the brim with the delicious food Chelsea had brought.

However, lying in his hospital bed, Kameron watched as Matthias devoured the seafood feast—digging into clams and peeling shrimp with ease. His clear eyes held an unmistakable mix of silent envy and longing.

"Hey, haven’t you had enough?"

Kameron's Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, unable to suppress his cravings. "Just give me one more."

"Nope."

Matthias shook his head and picked up a handwritten note from Chelsea, holding it out for his brother to see. "Chelsea said you just had surgery. You shouldn’t eat too much...