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

own regrets, too. He could've accomplished so much more, spent a lifetime with the person he

not your fault," Lance said softly, lifting his

out of luck, I


this much, someone who loves you back just as

maybe he used up all his good luck

me his life, short as it was, meant something. He said he was happy. He was glad to go with me by

her, his eyes shining with tears, but there

help me handle a few things? I want to

Calliope said, nodding. She slipped out of the room, her heart

making calls,

Thet

out to the funeralhome, helping Lance get through

and Fagan were the first

done. I'll take care of it," Fagan said,

gave him a

came right up to her and pulled her into a gentle hug.


your fault," he said, his voice low and

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