Jonathan Miller…
We need to take turns visiting her. Not two at a time like we expected. Even in this kind of situation, our dual care and love for her weren’t accepted. Axel told me to go in first. I never saw him this defeated and afraid. He was always full of confidence. Ruthless in business and in the game of alphas and wolves. He blamed himself for what happened. I felt the same—so wretched, and my guilt was almost killing me every minute.
As soon as they let me and the other three visitors go there for other patients through the doors, I grabbed the sink and washed my hands exactly the way they had shown us how to prevent spreading germs. I dried my hands, then hurried over to cubicle four, where our mate lay.
My heart ached when I saw her for the first time. Her head wound was co
