“It’s pretty serious,” the maid’s voice hesitated on the line. “She’s unconscious and keeps calling your name. We really don’t know what else to do, Mr. Chisel. If you have time, could you come?”I exhaled, long and heavy. In the end, I still couldn’t leave it alone.“I’m on my way.”I hung up, numb, and drove to the hospital, a flicker of doubt still clinging to me—what if Sylvia really was badly hurt?But the moment I opened the door to the hospital room, I froze.Sylvia sat there perfectly fine, swinging her legs off the bed, eating an apple.The instant she saw me, she tossed the apple aside, jumped up and ran to me.“Chisel, you’re here!”I scanned her from head to toe, confusion hardening in my voice.“Weren’t you in a car accident? Why do you look completely fine?”“I was in an accident!” Sylvia pouted, pointing at a tiny bandage on her forehead.“Look. I hit my head. It hurts.”I stared at the tiny patch of gauze, then at the maid’s helpless face, and the truth slammed into me—
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