Sorry, My Darling
But now, she was lying on the hospital bed, never to open her eyes again.
I climbed onto the bed, holding her, trying to warm her with my body heat.
"Sleep, sweetheart. If you sleep, it won't hurt anymore," I murmured.
...
I don't know how much time passed before my phone rang. It was Jared.
I ignored it, but he kept calling. It was almost laughable that he was suddenly so eager to find us now.
I answered the phone, my voice cracked, "Hello?"
"Sophia? What's wrong with your voice? Take care of yourself," Jared said, coughing a couple of times. "I'm sorry. I might be a bit late coming to see you. Charlotte fainted again because of the sight of blood, and I..."
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