Chapter 822

He fought through the pain, never once letting his own suffering stop him from protecting Lance.

Calliope knew deep down that Hudson's death wasn't really her fault.

Doctors, after all, do everything they can to save lives, but there will always be regrets.

Hudson was one of those regrets. It was like what had happened with her grandpa-when the end comes, no amount of skill or effort can hold it back.

Still, she couldn't help but feel guilty.

She kept thinking maybe she just wasn't a good enough doctor. If she'd been better, maybe Hudson would have had a little more time. Maybe he wouldn't have suffered so much.

He was so young. He had his whole life ahead of him, so much talent, so much to give, and someone who loved him with everything they had. He could've had a life full of happiness, but instead, it was cut so painfully short.

How could she not feel regret, or blame herself?

"I'm sorry, Lance. I just... I just wasn't good enough."

Calliope's eyes blurred with tears as she looked at Hudson, knowing he'd never wake up again.

She could've given him

more, spent a lifetime with

Lance said

of luck, I guess. So


managed a sad, broken smile. "It's not easy to find someone you love this much,

Hudson told me he was lucky. He said maybe he used up all his good luck just by meeting

he was happy. He was glad to go with me by his side. He said

tears, but there was a smile on his lips—a heartbreakingly

things? I want to

She slipped

started making

Thet

out to the funeralhome, helping Lance get through the logistics that suddenly felt so

and Fagan were the first to

to be done. I'll take care of it," Fagan said, stepping forward

gave him

and pulled her into a gentle hug.


said, his

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