Thank you, Mrs. Rose.

On this particular floor, we were in the area where most of the elderly gathered for some social time or entertainment like playing some bingo or chess, watching a vintage film, reading or getting read a book by one of the staff, or in Mrs. Rose's case, getting read a book by June herself.

It's just that the timing couldn't be more unfortunate as one of the older residents had to pass on but to look at the silver lining, she passed on surrounded by her friends she considered family.

But yeah, an older gentleman slowly walked over to June and Mrs. Rose's side while carrying a fruit platter and his expression just turned sour when he made the realization.

"A-Angie? Angie? Oh God, no… Angie, I—"

Eden quickly made her way to the older gentleman's side then forced a smile, "Where are you looking at, Harold? I'm right here!"