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Hope, who had been on my head, cried quietly in my mind. I felt horrible, too. I didn’t know what to say, or what to do. Why was this disease still going around? Why did it exist?
Hope, who had been on my head, cried quietly in my mind. I felt horrible, too. I didn’t know what to say, or what to do. Why was this disease still going around? Why did it exist?
I watched, completely helpless, as Alma struggled to close her eyes. But her eyelids brushed against the rot, causing her to cry out in pain. My silent sobs were growing more audible by the second, and by now, my entire body was as cold as ice. “Hey, it’s going to be okay… the doctors are going to fix you tomorrow, you’ll be fine..”
I was going to evolve more as a healer. Watching Alma in pain like this… I couldn’t bear it. This was my boyfriend’s little sister. How could I bear it? The surgery tomorrow has to be a success. She needs to be able to see again. She needs to be able to live a painless life. I was glad I was contributing to that…
I wrapped my arms around Andreas, offering him support. So what if his parents saw? My boyfriend needed me. I would do anything to make his pain lessen.
And suddenly, Kaden’s arms were around me, tugging me back, enveloping me in his familiar warmth. I turned to bury my face in his shoulder, crying more than I ever had before. My sister was suffering, my mother was wilting like a flower in the wintertime, and my father was nowhere to be seen. How much worse could the situation get?
“It’s going to be okay,” I whispered, Hope leaving my head to cuddle his stomach. “She’s going to be fine. I promise.”
Alma let out another whimper, squeezing my hand with her own. “I’m scared, Andreas..”
I could barely speak, let alone comfort her. I was a wreck, and absolute mess, leaning against my boyfriend for support when I should have been the one supporting my sister.
I reached out to gently take their hands.
“You’re going to be okay,” I said to her. Andreas couldn’t say anything, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t. “I promise, everything will stop hurting when you wake up tomorrow. You won’t have to stay here anymore.”
Alma bit back a sob. “I-I hope so. I don’t want to die— I don’t want to leave. Would you take care of him? My brother? If I—If I—“
“You are not going to die,” I said to her firmly. “You’re going to get better and you’re going to be the one to look after your silly brother.”
I could feel myself breaking to pieces in Kaden’s arms, shattering like glass—And there was nothing I could do to pull myself together. But suddenly, the door to the room was opening and a man was stepping in, a man with noisy brown hair and a salt-and-pepper beard.
Dad.
I immediately looked at who entered, freezing when I saw it was his father. Still, I didn’t move away from Andreas or his sister. Did his father just get here? Why?
I scrambled to stand, my eyes growing round as pennies. “Father..” I breathed, stumbling forward as if pulled by a rope. He said nothing. I didn’t blame him—We hadn’t seen each other in nearly a year.
I let go of Andreas, narrowing my eyes at his father. Why wasn’t he saying anything? Why wasn’t he hugging his son? I was ready to defend my boyfriend if anything happened, but I hope it wouldn’t come to that.
Conflict passed over my father’s pale face. He, like my mother, looked drained of all energy and happiness. I hadn’t seen him properly smile in a long time, but… this was different. The bags underlining his eyes, the way his well-tailored clothes seemed to hand off his gaunt figure—he hadn’t been sleeping or eating, either.
But finally, the tension between us snapped. He held up his arms, and I stepped into them, sinking into his embrace.
I released a breath I didn’t know I had been holding. Andreas didn’t talk much about his family, save for Alma, but I still felt guilty for thinking about his father like that.
I pulled away before long, but trusting myself to speak. My father, Alastair, tilted my chin up with the crook of his finger. “You’ve grown so much..”
When I didn’t reply, his eyes flickered to Kandreas and darkened. My heart clenched in fear, but he merely stepped away and approached my mother next. I turned and nearly fled back to Kaden, craving his comfort.
“Are you okay?” I whispered to Andreas, rubbing his back gently. “This must be so overwhelming…”
(Also, you said Kandreas. XD)
(Whoops)
“I haven’t seen him in a year…” I whispered, leaning back against his hand.
“That’s a long time…” I murmured. “But it’s okay. You guys are good, right?”
I hadn’t missed the look he sent towards me, but I wasn’t going to question Andreas about it.
“We weren’t on good terms when he left…” I inhaled deeply. “We has an argument just before he left on a trip with his work. I didn’t even know if he would be able to come.”
“I’m glad he received you nicely like this,” I squeezed his shoulder. “And it’s nice that he came back for his daughter.”
An impossible amount of dread had flooded me by now. “I—I’m scared.”
I hugged him tighter. “It’s going to be fine, I promise. Everything will work out amazingly.”
Alastair, who was conversing with my mother in whispered tones, paused to shoot me a significant look. I tensed in Kaden’s arms.
“Hey, I’m here for you,” I whispered. “You don’t have to worry about anything.”
I tore my eyes away from Alastair and instead turned them to my sister. “Thank you so much for helping pay…”
“I don’t want a thank you,” I said to him strongly. “I’m happy to help. I want your sister to get better, too.”
The sight of my sister, lying helplessly in bed, caused tears to spring to my eyes again. “I—I’m going to go to the hallway. I need some fresh air.”
“I’ll come with you,” I told him, standing up. “Come on.”
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