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.

had survived, she remained a very fragile child, requiring frequent hospital

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 thrown Hazel into a state of panic and fear. The night before, she and her kids had baked cookies, enjoyed them, and

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

his face.

and sprung into action, rushing Daisy to the hospital immediately. “Her heart had

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

had remained at the hospital for the rest of the week, with Hazel and her son allowed to visit her regularly, their love

Hazel said, extending her hand to her son. “Let’s go

and was fiercely protective of his younger sister. While she slept, most times, he would sneak into

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she was still breathing, and his presence offered Hazel a comforting

people couldn’t help but steal glances at them. Hazel’s face radiated a quiet

scent of antiseptics wafted through the air, causing both

Mummy,” Liam remarked as they proceeded

Nevertheless, it had become an all–too–familiar place for

his years, empathized with his sister’s dislike for the hospital. “Daisy hates

familiarity with the hospital layout was remarkable for his age. Seeing his mother squatting

the surgery, and she’ll be all better. She

get the surgery today so

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

hug his sister gently. “I missed you. Mummy

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