With hesitant steps, Lily approached her father's bed. Her heart squeezed, seeing him lying there, vulnerable and in need of care. She gently held his hand, feeling the subtle differences in his skin. Her father smiled upon seeing her, his eyes lit with joy to have her by his side once again.

　　"You're here," he said, his voice weak and hoarse.

　　Lily struggled to hold back tears as she looked at her father. He seemed so different now, so vulnerable and human. But ...