SAMANTHA
"We better wait outside." Luisa escorted me out, but I couldn't afford to tear my gaze from Jason, so I made a one hundred eighty-degree turn to get a glimpse of Jason until Luisa completely latched the door carefully.
I leaned on the wall facing Jason's room. The pain didn't bother me, unlike how my heart is bothered by worry and guilt. I wiped my damped cheeks. Eventually, my tears stopped pouring out, but I was still crying inside.
"Is he going to be okay?" I asked Luisa, my voice quavering. Actually, it's not just my voice that is trembling; it's my whole body.
"Seb is a brilliant doctor, and he is well versed when it comes to Jason's health condition," Luisa assured, but it's not enough. I want to stay at Jason's side and confirm it myself.
"This is all my fault, Luisa.
