Jotham had called the previous night to find out which hospital Mirabel had been taken to. If anyone knew where Marcus was taking Julie, it would be her.
He could hear the beep of machines as he walked down the corridor. He almost felt bad for Mirabel when he entered her ward.
She was hooked to machines whose loud beep was the only indicator that she was still alive. Essentially, she was in a coma, and the doctors didn’t know whether she was ever going to wake up.
He stood there, looking at her and wondering if she would’ve gone down a different path if she knew this was how she would end up.
The other part of him thought it was perfect for what she put Julie and the twins through. That was something he could never forgive.
The door opened and Mirabel’s mother walked in. “You have a lot of nerve to come here.” her voice was a mixture of anger and disdain. “You ruined my family.”
Jotham’s face was bored. “I didn’t ruin your family, Ms. Margaret; you did all that by yourself.” He turn
