Regret Novel 197

When Charlotte woke again, she found herself in a hospital room. Evander stood nearby, speaking quietly with the doctor, but she had no interest in their

conversation.

She yanked the IV needle from her hand. Evander was the first to notice, he rushed over and pressed a wad of gauze against the bleeding puncture. “Charlotte, are you out of your mind?”

“I need to pick up my mom… she must have been waiting forever…”

She stumbled forward, her mind foggy, but Evander caught her around the waist and hauled her back, pinning her gently but firmly against his chest. “Charlotte! Look at me.”

He cupped her face in his hands, making her raise her head.

Her skin was ghostly pale, her beautiful eyes vacant, as if all the light had gone out of them. Evander brushed a lock of hair from her forehead and spoke in a low, steady voice. “She’s gone, Charlotte. You have to accept that.”

“You’re lying!” Charlotte’s eyes were bloodshot as she glared at him. “Let me go, I

have to find her!”

“And what if I don’t let you?”

She bared her teeth and bit down hard on his arm. He grunted in pain but didn’t pull

away.

“Mr. Howard!” The doctor’s voice trembled–Charlotte had bitten so hard she’d

drawn blood.

iron in

wound, eyes fixed on her. “Charlotte, you

truth.”

“Mr.

in her

let

doctor hesitated. “Sometimes it’s better for

looked down at Charlotte’s numb, unseeing

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“And if she can’t handle it now, what makes you think she’ll be able to handle it later? You

go without eating or sleeping, destroying your health for her sake? Charlotte, she cared about you more than anything. But now, you need to take care of yourself–for her. Let me

“What about my brother? My father? There’s

cases, that the

still didn’t understand why Charlotte was so fixated on seeing Tricia punished–why she was convinced Tricia had caused her so much

Tricia present at the scene, even he couldn’t help but start

decided it was best not to tell Charlotte anything

Tricia and the attending nurse were giving their statements.

interrogation room, clutching a paper cup in trembling hands. Tears streamed down her face. “I really thought I could

looked over her notes and gently pressed, “So, at the time of Rachel’s fall, you and the nurse were arguing, but there

grip on

know why Rachel wanted to do

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