Charles stopped and looked at me with surprise.

I realized I might have overstepped, so I quickly added, "I didn't mean anything bad. I just..."

"It's fine," Charles interrupted. "Before she got sick, she was full of energy and loved making friends. She'd be happy to see you," he said, still not looking at me, seeming almost like he was talking to himself. Seeing him like this made me feel sad.

"Madeline, come with me," he said, then started walking again.

As I followed him, I suddenly felt how heavy his burden had to be, like he was carrying too much.

Charles took me to a rehabilitation ward that looked almost as fancy as the VIP ward. The place was really nice, which meant that it was expensive. It was clear that the woman lying here came from a wealthy family.

Charles hesitated at the door, seeming like he wanted to say something.

Thinking that he might be having second thoughts, I quickly said, "If it's not a good time, we can skip this."

"Madeline, she really does look a lot like you... just thinner now," he finally said.

forgotten that there was someone out there who

beauty comes from

too. Then, he

caregiver in a blue uniform, gently massaging the woman on

call

quick look, probably because of how much I looked like the woman

the caregivers who take care of her when you're not here?" I asked, trying to break

here all the time," he said, setting the fruit

spread out over the pillow. Her eyes were gently closed, and her lips were slightly open. She

fairytale. The tear-shaped mole on her cheek made her look even more

woman in the bed and spoke quietly, "She's amazing. She skipped grades and got into Beckham University without taking

it hadn't been for that accident, she'd probably

happened? Was

away. After a long pause, he said, "It was my

that this was really

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255