“Chelly’s POV”
“Chelly’s POV”
I was standing still, thinking how harsh, I acted towards them both, until Kiara patted my back and cautioned me that mom was lying unconscious.
Now both of my parents were suffering because of me.
As I decoded what Kiara’s sign meant, I hurriedly asked for help from the hospital staff. Once mom’s admission was done, I went back to the third floor. Mom had to get admitted to a different ward and a different floor.
After pressing the bell, I waited outside the ICU. Shortly, a nurse opened the door.
After requesting multiple times to let me meet dad, they didn’t allow me to do so.
Before leaving the floor, I inquired once more with teary eyes about dad’s condition, “how is he? Will he be alright?”
“Your questions could be answered by a doctor, ma’am.
