Dahlia frowned slightly, slowly coming back to her senses.
Looking at Florence hop around energetically, she was astounded. “Mom, I thought you said you broke your hands and feet? How can you still stand?”
“Huh?” Florence’s face froze, and she forced a smile. “When I saw Julie, I got a little too emotional and temporarily forgot about the pain. I should lie back down and get some rest right away...”
With that, she limped to the bed. But those horrible acting skills fooled no one.
"Mom, are you actually fine and were just pretending to be hurt in front of me?!” Dahlia’s face sank.
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