Willow personally pushed open the door of the ward, carrying a thermos with warm oatmeal that he had prepared himself.The room was a mess. Everything Maria had thrown to the floor earlier was still littered around the place. Maria sat on the edge of the bed with her knees drawn up to her chest, eyes unfocused as she stared past the window toward the far horizon. Even the morning light in her eyes failed to stir the faintest reaction."Mari..." Willow's heart clenched. He slowed, set the thermos on the nightstand, and ladled out a bowl of oats before stirring it. He blew the oatmeal, trying to cool them down.Her brother's voice finally pulled her back. Maria turned her head around. Tears welled without warning and rolled down her cheeks. When she tried to speak, her voice came out hoarse, and every word became raw sobs. "Why didn't you stop him?"Willow's hand froze midair. He quietly set the bowl back on the nightstand, his throat dry. He swallowed hard. "The doctor said th
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