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“No,” I murmured. I couldn’t even hear myself.

“No!” Cams mother echoed my word but hers was loud enough to shake the entire ward.

Lucia shivered even more as she moved from me to Cam who was on the bed and began to bawl into her back.

The doctor looked at all three of us like we’d lost our minds and irritably asked one of the nurses to pull my sister away from Cam’s bedside.

I knew she’d seen enough things in her day but how could she possibly be so insensitive.

“Please stop with the theatrics and let me finish,” she said tiredly.

“She’s my only child. If anything happens to her I’ll never forgive myself. She can’t d*e. I’ll d*e too!” Cam’s mother cried out.

The impatient doctor pinched the bridge of her nose.

“No one said anything about dying,” she said sharply. “We’ve tried everything to stitch the wound but she’s not regaining consciousness. I’ve done a test and figured out she lost too much blood. We need a blood donor fast, and she’ll be perfectly fine.”