Elena looked at Hudson in disbelief. "Honey, how can you let him in? Josephine committed suicide because of him!"
Hudson gently patted Elena's shoulder. "I know you're worried about Josephine, but maybe letting Cyrus in to talk things over with her will be good for both of them."
Elena bit her lip, still reluctant, but she stepped aside.
Cyrus glanced gratefully at Hudson and then cautiously walked into the hospital room.
The room was filled with the smell of disinfectant, and Josephine lay quietly on the bed, her face as pale as paper, causing Cyrus's heart to tighten.
He slowly approached the bedside, gently took Josephine's hand, and choked out, "Josephine, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have treated you like this."
At that moment, Josephine remained in a deep coma. Looking at her
