Caden's father started treatment three days later, quietly, away from any board attention.The early signs were good. Not confirmed, not anything anyone wanted to celebrate too loudly. Just hopeful, the specific fragile kind of hope this group had learned to hold carefully, like something that might break if you squeezed it too tight."His latest bloodwork looks promising," Lyra told Sloane on the phone, and he relayed it to the group that evening over dinner."Promising," Reid repeated. "We'll take promising."The mood across the entire group shifted visibly that night.Zachary and Isla had pulled together a dinner, nothing formal, just everyone crowding into their apartment with takeout containers and too many bottles of wine. But it turned into something looser than usual, something that felt earned after weeks of crisis stacked on crisis.Reid actually had more than one glass of wine, which Wren pointed out immediately."You're drinking," she said, watching him refill his glass."
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