Twenty

“George is asking to see you.” Luna Isabelle knocked softly on the door, interrupting our moment and bringing me back down to reality with a huge thud.

My brother. Of course. He had also been hurt and I hadn’t even checked on him.

“It’s ok, you go and see your brother, I’m not going anywhere.” Hugh attempted to prop himself up in the bed and gave me a reassuring smile.

I got up from my chair, grateful for Hugh's understanding, and made my way out of the room. Luna Isabelle led me down the hallway towards my brother's room. As we walked, I couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt for neglecting George amidst all the chaos.

When we reached George's room, I took a deep breath before entering. The room was dimly lit, with curtains drawn to block out the sunlight. My heart sank as I saw my brother lying in the hospital bed, his face pale and his body covered in bandages.

"George," I whispered, my voice filled with concern as I approached him. His eyes fluttered open, and a w