Chapter 293 I Have a Girlfriend Now

Lacey messaged: [Still awake?]

Jason replied: [Insomnia's been my constant companion lately.]

Lacey: [In that case, I'm heading to a midnight screening. Care to join me?]

Jason's fingers hovered over the screen, hesitation evident in his delayed response.

Lacey quickly added: [It's a horror film. I've heard the midnight showings are practically empty-like having a private screening. I don't want to end up scared stiff with no one to call for help!] She included a playful tongue-out emoji.

A smile tugged at Jason's lips as he read her message. After a moment's consideration, he simply replied "Sure" before getting up to change.

While driving to the theater, his phone rang unexpectedly. Upon answering, he immediately made a U-turn and accelerated toward Grace Hospital.

The caller was Mike, bearing shocking news: Yara Griffin, the student who had

confessed her feelings to Jason earlier that day, had attempted suicide by overdosing on sleeping pills. She'd been rushed to Grace Hospital, though details remained unclear.

At the hospital, a female student was waiting to escort him inside. As he hurried through the entrance, Jason quickly texted Lacey: [I'm terribly sorry, but I won't make it. A student has attempted suicide with sleeping pills. I'm at Grace Hospital now.]

A crowd had gathered outside the operating room-teachers, classmates, and Yara's family. The woman sobbing uncontrollably was presumably Yara's mother.

Mike handed Jason a neatly folded note. "Yara left this for you."

Rather than reading it immediately, Jason pocketed the letter and strode toward the operating room.

"What's her status?" he asked.

"She just arrived. The doctors are preparing to pump her stomach," Mike explained.

Having previously worked at Grace Hospital, Jason was well-known among the medical staff. The attending physician invited him to assist with the procedure.

Fortunately, Yara had been brought in quickly enough. After having her stomach pumped, she was out of immediate danger.

While waiting for her to regain consciousness, Jason read her letter-three pages of heartfelt emotions, the ink smudged in places where tears had fallen as she wrote.

yet he was blameless. Even Yara's mother, despite her

about thirty minutes after the procedure. Upon seeing Jason at her bedside, tears immediately

"Mr. Foster!" she exclaimed.

now appeared fragile against the stark white

though her world had ended. She poured out her feelings to Jason until her father, unable to

you embarrassed yourself enough already?" he snapped,

nothing embarrassing about first

a glimmer of hope in his words,

way about anyone before. I don't think I'll ever be able to love anyone else. Please tell

her emotional state, didn't immediately dismiss her. Instead, he asked softly, "What is it

"Maybe it's your appearance, or perhaps your voice. All I know is that I fell for you the moment

intervention, Jason said, "I

been at the university for months, and

"He's not lying."

Jason was wondering how to maintain his well-intentioned deception, a woman's

demeanor calm and composed. Approaching the bed, Lacey displayed two movie tickets. "We were planning to see a film tonight, but he came here instead," she explained kindly. "It's fine-we'll have plenty of other opportunities to go to the cinema. Your life is far more important." Jason hadn't expected Lacey to appear, but her timing was perfect,

for a long moment before slowly lowering her gaze in defeat. "Listen," Lacey said with remarkable gentleness, "nothing is insurmountable. Taking your own life

parents, a flicker of

Yara's roommates arrived. After greeting the teachers

Yara to look at Lacey with sudden recognition, but a quick nudge from

time to move on. You should go now. For my parents' sake, I promise to take

She seemed genuinely resolved.

nodded, relieved.

Lacey left the hospital

seems you're quite the

fun of me. It just shows how today's youth lack

the curb, Lacey gazed up at the full moon. "Every experience, good or bad, has value," she

remained silent, though her

I had to learn to take care of myself and step up as a good daughter, filling our home with warmth again. My father often said his

faintly and turned to Jason. "How about you? I believe everyone hits rough patches while growing up. If you haven't faced them

leaned against a light box, lit

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