Chapter 84.

Amelia's POV

Okay," my mom replied, her voice stronger than it had been in weeks. "But first, tell me, doctor, what do you think of this manicure? Do you think it clashes with my new hair style?"

Dr. Williams chuckled, his eyes twinkling. "No, Mrs. Thompson," he said, "I think it ties the whole look together beautifully. It's a perfect reminder of the sunshine you carry within yourself."

She smiled beautifully.

Back in her room, as the nurse helped her get settled, Mom's gaze lingered on the picture in his hand. "You know, Dr. Williams," she said, a playful glint in her eyes, "I think I might need to go back there for one of those manicures. It seems to have magical mood-boosting properties."

Dr. Williams chuckled, a genuine laugh that resonated through the sterile room. "I think you can schedule that anytime, Mrs. Thompson," he replied. "Perhaps we can even add it to your treatment plan – weekly sunshine therapy with a side of nails."

Mom's laugh filled the room, a sound so beautifu