Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 338

I saw how worried she was.

III take care of Blaine. Don't worry about it. I'm already putting things in place." I crossed back to her and

brushed a thumb across

her cheek.

"Soon," I promised, "he won't be a problem anymore."

Her shoulders sagged just a little, but she nodded.

"Don't forget, baby..." I saids I backed toward the door. "Stay in the house, okay?"

As soon as I stepped into the hospital, the first person I went to see was the doctor. He told me that there

was no improvement in Norlan's condition yet."

That was all he said. He didn't sound hopeful or anything.

No encouragement? No "we're trying this, or there's still hope"?

Just that?

And I was meant to hold onto it?

Fuck.

When I reached Norlan's room, I paused outside the door. My hand hovered over the handle.

His mother was here.

She was sitting by his bedside with her fingers wrapped around his limp hand, her head bowed, as she cried quietly.

I felt guilty. This was all my fault. What the hell would I tell Freya?

I pushed the door open as gently as I could, and Freya immediately turned to see who it was.

"My Norlan..." she whispered, stumbling toward me, "I don't want to lose him, Kester..." My presence se

She wrapped her arms around my waist, sobbing into my chest.

Mrs. Freya still looked really young despite her age. One would think she was only in her mid-thirties.

! to intensify her grief.

I held her tightly, placing one hand at the small of her back, with the other cradling the back of her head as I whispered into her hair.

"Norlan will be fine," I said, forcing my voice not to shake. "He's a fighter, Freya. He'll come back to us."

told me

bed, and the sight

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saw how

worry about it. I'm already putting things in place." I crossed back to her

her cheek.

I promised, "he won't

a little, but she

I said as I backed toward

I stepped into the hospital, the first person I went to see was the doctor. He told me

improvement in

said. He

encouragement? No "we're trying this, or there's

Just that?

was meant

Fuck.

room, I paused outside the door. My hand hovered

His mother was here.

his bedside with her fingers wrapped around his limp hand,

guilty. This was all my fault.

as I could, and

toward me, "I don't want to lose

around my waist, sobbing into

really young despite her age. One would think

the small of her back, with the other cradling the back of

hair.

not to shake.

the back of my mind told me otherwise. Because right

and the sight of

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tubes,

pale, and Tris lips looked almost

look

sides of my eyes. But I blinked them away quickly. Freya didn't need to see that. She was barely

face and forced myself to breathe

next two

monitors to his face over and over again, like if

his fingers twitch or his

open.

phone rang, shattering the

screen, and my heart jumped into

screen.

Shit.

quickly, muttering an apology to Freya, and slipped out into the