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Paige's face lit up with a bright smile as she entered the hospital room and saw her grandfather sitting up in bed, looking frail but happy to see her. She quickly set down the basket of fruits she had brought and rushed to his side, sitting down beside him.

"Grandfather!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with warmth and affection. She took his hand in hers, feeling a sense of joy and relief at seeing him.

Her grandfather's eyes sparkled with happiness as he looked at her. "Paige, my dear, it's so good to see you," he said, his voice weak but full of love.

Paige took out a plate and began peeling an apple, her hands moving deftly as she worked. "I brought your favorite fruits, Grandfather," she said, her eyes shining with happiness. "I hope you're feeling better."

Her grandfather nodded, his eyes filled with gratitude. "I'm feeling much better now that you're here, Paige. Recently, thanks to you..."