Chapter 10

“Mama,” Hazel’s little boy called out to her that morning during breakfast.

“Can we go see Daisy? I miss her,” the little boy said with an adorable pout.

“Yes, tiger. We’ll go see your sister today. Now finish up breakfast, Honey,” she instructed, taking off her apron and joining him at the table.

“Yay, Daisy!” He cheered excitedly, scooping another spoonful of cereal.

She had already called the office to let them know she would be late that day. The small family of two enjoyed their breakfast together, savoring the simple moments.

Hazel cleared the table while her son settled in front of the television, engrossed in a cartoon show. The familiar intro song of “Puppy Dog Pals” echoed through the room, casting a calming and soothing spell over the house.

Hazel hummed along to the theme song while her son danced to it, their laughter filling the

air.

“I love this feeling. If Daisy were home, everything would be complete. The house wouldn’t be this quiet; she would have argued with her brother to watch a different TV show instead,” Hazel thought sadly to herself with a sigh.

About four years ago, she had given birth to twins, a boy and a girl whom she had lovingly named Daisy and Liam. Her daughter’s survival itself was a miracle. At birth, Daisy had been pronounced stillborn, her fragile b*dy lifeless. But a determined nurse had refused to give up, tirelessly administering CPR until the newborn’s weak cry pierced the silence, breaking

into tears.

frequent hospital visits. The hospital had become like a

once more, her little fighter enduring so much. The doctors had postponed the heart surgery on account of Daisy’s small and fragile frame, and they were walking on thin ice while waiting. Daisy’s last seizure had

that night had been shattered by Liam’s frightened shriek while he shook Hazel awake. “Mama, Daisy’s not breathing!”

his face.

action, rushing Daisy to the hospital immediately. “Her heart

Hazel’s heart would shatter at the sight of her frail daughter, wishing for her to grow

rest of the week, with Hazel and her son allowed to visit her regularly, their love and

extending her hand

fiercely protective of his younger sister. While she slept, most

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breathing, and his presence offered Hazel a comforting sense of

hand with her son, descended the apartment stairs side by side, a mother–son pair with an unbreakable bond. On their way to the hospital, people couldn’t help but steal glances at them. Hazel’s face radiated a quiet beauty, and the adorable little boy she held received compliments for his striking hair and adorable chubby

hospital, the unmistakable scent of antiseptics wafted through the air, causing both mother and son to wrinkle their noses

this smell, Mummy,” Liam remarked as they proceeded straight to the

the hospital environment. Nevertheless, it had become an all–too–familiar place for them; it was

with his sister’s dislike for the hospital. “Daisy hates it

button for the sixth floor. His familiarity with the hospital layout was remarkable for his age. Seeing his mother squatting down to his height, he met her gaze with

will have the surgery, and she’ll be all better. She won’t have

“Well, then let’s get the surgery today so she can come home with us

wish. “Oh, Liam, it doesn’t work that way.” The elevator chimed and opened, revealing the sixth floor. The mother and

squealed with delight, racing over to hug his sister gently. “I missed you. Mummy didn’t let me come yesterday. She made me go to

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