Scarlett’s POV
The next morning, I went to see Kristine at the hospital. I hadn’t called to check on her earlier.
“Miss Guzman?” Maria jumped up when she saw me.
“How is she?” I asked, noticing Kristine lying unconscious on the bed.
“The doctor checked on her, but she hasn’t woken up yet this morning,” Maria explained. I could see she had been crying. After a brief hesitation, I patted her shoulder.
“She will be fine,” I assured her.
“Thank you, Miss Guzman.”
“I will go see the doctor to find out what’s wrong,” I said, and Maria nodded.
“Scarlett?”
I heard Kristine’s weak voice and turned to look at her. She was awake. “How do you feel?” I asked, moving closer.
“I have a mild pain in my stomach, but my heart hurts more,” she whispered.
“Why is that?” I asked.
“Because I wrong
