"You've been working yourself too hard," the manager insisted. "Everyone needs a break sometimes. Maybe you should take a day off, rest, and come back refreshed."
Anabella shook her head, a hint of stubbornness in her eyes. "I can't. I need to keep going."
The manager frowned, not wanting to push too hard but unable to ignore the signs. "Please, just think about it," she urged gently. "We care about you, Anabella."
Anabella nodded absentmindedly, already turning back to her work, signaling the end of the conversation.
Later that day, the bell above the bakery door jingled, signaling new customers. Anabella looked up to see Clair and Noah entering, their expressions brightening at the sight of her. They had taken to visiting her often, their presence a comforting reminder of their support.