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I was checking on James for what I believed would be the last time. He had already made significant progress. His body was responding well to the nourishment he was finally receiving. Though he had regained some color, he still had a long road ahead.
His stomach needed to adjust, and so did the rest of his organs, which now had to ramp up their function since he was no longer destroying his own health. It was reassuring to see the improvement, and I was glad I made the decision to bring him here. His family’s support had made a difference.
Even now, some of them were present, including my brother. Octavia stood close to him, her concern evident despite her attempts to mask it, while she held my brother’s hand. He frequently glanced at her, checking on her even though she was r
