Chapter 22 – A Mother’s Prayer Emilia's POV The hospital ceiling was yellowed with age, its paint peeling at the corners like tired skin. I stared at it anyway, because if I looked down, I’d see the pity in the nurse’s eyes. Or worse, the empty chair where my daughter should have been. Serena. My girl carried more weight on her shoulders than I ever wished for her. I was the mother. I should’ve been the shield. But instead, she became the soldier—fighting, bleeding, sacrificing—while I lay in this bed, tethered to machines that beeped like a countdown clock. I pulled the thin blanket tighter around my body, though it never seemed to warm me. My bones had become strangers to me, hollow and weak. Each breath rattled as though my lungs were tired of trying. A soft knock at the door. My youngest, Ethan, peeked in, his school uniform wrinkled, his little shoes scuffed. His eyes lit up when he saw me, but the light dimmed just as quickly when he remembered the bills stuffed into his b
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