Riley lay in the hospital bed, her eyes welling with tears. Was Vincent really married? Was Dad lying to her? Why had she fought so hard to wake up, only to be met with this? Who was the woman Vincent married? Dorothy... It was her, it had to be! Riley pounded on the bed in frustration, the veins in her hand bulging, blood rushing back into the transparent IV tube. She hated them, hated them all! She should have known. They were all lying to her, even her own father. Riley's eyes were bloodshot, her pupils rolled back, and she fainted again.
The monitor blared sharply. Freddy didn't even bother to wipe his tears as he scrambled to his feet and rushed into the ward. "Riley!"
A group of doctors rushed over, followed by nurses pushing a defibrillator. Vincent and Jeffrey rushed to the door
