I couldn't look at Brax anymore, so I lay there staring up at the ceiling. The door opened, and Brax's father came in, clearing his throat. Brax stood up, going over to him with hope in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, Brax," his father said. "Willow's stepfather has already signed the papers for her to be transferred. There's nothing we can do to stop it."
My eyes remained fixated on the ceiling, refusing to meet anyone's gaze.
"But... but she can't go," Brax pleaded, his voice cracking with emotion. "She needs to stay here with me."
His father sighed. "I know, son. I tried everything I could, but it's out of our hands now. However, I have arranged for Willow to be transferred to a nicer hospital and have paid for all the expenses."
I could hear the desperation in Brax's voice as he asked, "Wil
