Regret Came Too Late

Grace woke up in the middle of the night, feeling like there was a heater beside her.

She jolted upright and pressed a hand to Liam's forehead. He was burning up.

"Liam!" She called out to him, but he didn't respond. He was already delirious from the fever.

Grace quickly dialed the local rescue hotline, but the earliest they could reach her was at daybreak. She tossed more firewood into the flames and pulled Liam closer to the heat.

Even then, he resisted. He was curled into himself, mumbling nonsense. At one point, he stirred, cracked open his eyes, and slurred, "Who... who are you?"

If he wasn't sick, Grace would've given him another slap. She took a deep breath, ripped off a strip of fabric from her shirt, and packed it with snow to bring his temperature down.

His face was flushed a shade of bright red. His hands were flailing, reaching toward the fire like he was trying to grab something. Grace yanked them back and tied them down. Her voice was steady.

"I'll deal with you when we get back to Druville," she huffed.

Liam's eyes fluttered open again, looking glassy and lost. "Are you really worried about me, or are you just faking it? Do you want the Lambert family legacy that badly? Grace, I don't even know if I should still call you my sister. What are you really after?"

He sounded more broken than when Quentin died.

Grace just held him down and kept tending to him.

The rescue team arrived at 6:00 am. Liam had spent the entire night drifting in and out of consciousness, rambling on about whether her concern was real.

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the ER. The doctors were clearly rattled and said his mental state was unstable. The fever would likely stick around for a few more

the hallway after hours of waiting, Grace asked with a straight face, "Doctor, he's not going to end up brain-dead

doctor glanced at her. "It's hard to say. He's not

his family," Grace replied. "I'll stay with

through the door. God

she saw Grace there, her expression turned startled before she ran

you stop crying? He's burning up. He

other. "You did this, didn't you? You're trying to kill Liam so

and accusing Grace of scheming to get rid of

and she calmly pressed the call

and dragged her out. "I won't let you get away with this, Grace! You should've died out

didn't say a word and just sat back down next to Liam's

was fuming, and her scalp tingled with frustration. She stormed into a hallway, pulled out her phone,

And

admiring her new manicure, rolled her eyes and sighed. Honestly, she

guy she sent never checked back in-he was

made her blood

whole thing wide open. I want her gone

"What's the matter, Andrea? I thought you were doing all this to get back at Grace. What, you sleep with Liam and now you're catching feelings? Seriously? Liam's just a dumb rich boy. You really think he

flushed red. Her voice cracked as