HAZEL
I couldn't control the tension that was building inside of me as I paced around the ward, I couldn't bear to stand in front of the emergency room and wait for the news to be brought to me.
On our way to the hospital, I couldn't hear her heartbeat. I kept getting told she wasn't going to make it and they might pronounce her dead once we got to the hospital, but I didn't want to think that, I didn't want to think that I had gotten hurt just to watch her slip away from my fingers and that I was too late in saving her. She still has a lot to answer, she can't possibly just die without proving her innocence. Besides, if she was dying, shouldn't I be in some kind of pain too or feel weird at least?
That was the only string of hope I was holding on to. She wasn't dead and she would rega
