Chapter Forty-Nine

T Y L E R

I saw Mey, Jess and her boyfriend, the football player, and two other people sitting in the waiting room. I assumed the man was her father and the younger guy was her brother. Since I didn't know them well, and I didn't feel like interrupting Jess who was crying in her boyfriend's arm, I took a seat next to Mey.

"Hey," I propped my elbows on both knees and dipped my head down. "How is she?"

"The doctor said she will be okay." She offered me a smile, but since I didn't feel like smiling right now, I merely nodded. "That's quite heroic of you, making her drink all that milk. The doctor said your action saved her life."

I heard the word heroic and that I saved her life yet I didn't feel any better. It was my fault she had to go through all this. If I haven't been quick enough, she could've died. I covered my face with both hands and tried not to cry in public and embarrass myself.

I could feel Mey shifting in her seat. "I ju