Sam hadn't anticipated this situation.
He had believed Mia when she said the girl on the hospital bed would be shy and reserved.
But that one sentence had flipped everything, making the atmosphere shift dramatically.
It felt like the light in the room had dimmed.
Sam looked at Charlotte, whose demeanor had completely changed.
He squinted slightly.
"Sorry, what did you just say?"
He pretended not to hear clearly, but he was actually trying to confirm something.
Charlotte, sitting on the bed, looked frail and posed no physical threat. She was a small, slender girl.
But her current expression made Sam uneasy.
She smiled at him.
"Your attitude is so nasty, and your hearing is bad too?"
Sam raised his head slightly to look at her.
"My hearing is fine, but was I really that nasty?"
Charlotte narrowed her eyes, her smile not quite reaching them.
