Mrs. Sullivan clapped her hands, her face lighting up with a warm smile.

"Chels, happy birthday! May you always smile and be happy every day!"

Chelsea’s eyes grew slightly misty. "Thank you, Grandma. Take care of yourself too."

Mr. Sullivan Sr. leaned closer to the screen, grinning mischievously. "Chels, thanks to you, I finally get to have some cake! Normally, they keep a close watch on me and won’t let me have any. Happy birthday~"

Chelsea chuckled. "You have diabetes, Grandpa. You should eat less of it and take care of your health."

Seated in her wheelchair, Stella had a thin blanket embroidered by Chelsea draped over her lap despite...