Chapter 108

“Where’s Margaret?” I dodged his approach, voice choked with emotion as I asked.

Timothy had been with Margaret when it happened. Why wasn’t she here?

No sooner had I asked than the sound of heels clacking anxiously along the corridor reached us. Margaret hurried toward us, her face pale. “Bry, is Timothy okay? Sorry, I got held up trying to hail a cab near the Ferguson Mansion. It took forever.”

I cut her off. “Why did Timothy suddenly faint?

A flicker of panic crossed Margaret’s face before she replied, “I… I don’t know. He couldn’t breathe all of a sudden and passed out.”

*Just like that? You didn’t say or do anything?” couldn’t believe it.

years, always keeping up with his check-ups. Nothing happened when he was furious

I stressed Timothy into getting sick?” Margaret looked utterly bewildered and

hardened, “Your stomach

Margaret replied weakly, “Yes!”

her up and made for the door. “Doctor!

wall and trying to steady my breathing. Knowing how much

another.

why don’t you take a seat? Mr. Timothy might not… be out for a

face as I nodded, sinking into a nearby chair, feeling utterly drained. But I couldn’t help feeling more lost than ever, my gaze barely leaving the emergency

being in the way, I’d huddle in a corner, just like now, staring at the emergency room door, naively believing they’d come

understood all too well

Chapter 108

just affectionately called

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