Brinda's P.O.V
The hospital corridor erupted in chaos as doctors rushed Nathan’s blood-soaked body toward the operating room.
I froze the moment I saw him.
The white sheets.
The crimson stains.
The doctors told us that it was critical and we should wait outside but I know that I could not take the drama any more.
“I can't believe that this is happening which I'm certain that I'm filled with bad luck.” my mind thought while tears kept flowing down my eyes.
“I would not be able to forgive myself if anything ever happens to, Nathan.” I whispered while my hands kept shaking.
I kept moving up and down hoping to get some answers about the current state of Nathan but all I got was to be patient and hope everything hope well.
I stared at Jason, who was fuming, pain burning in his eye
