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Freda's POV

"Dont worry mama, I got you," Hardin said as I shifted in the wheelchair, feeling the remnants of my hospital stay clinging to me, Hardin's gentle touch was like a soothing balm on my weary soul.

Today marked my discharge day, and even though I haven't fully recovered, I told Hardin that I didn't like the hospital smell and it's making me more sick. Hardin's response was nothing short of pure love and care, he had arranged for me to continue my treatment at home.

Stepping out of the hospital's sterile confines, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. Hardin's decision to take care of me at home was a gesture that resonated deeply with me. As we made our way to the car, he effortlessly lifted me from the wheelchair and settled me into the seat. The way he cradled my hand, his touch soft yet firm, spoke volumes of his unwavering devotion.

"Are you okay?" he asked calmly.

"Yes, I am fine" I replied and then he joined me at the back seat. At that moment, as we sat side by side
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