"Father, I failed my mate again," I mutter, stifling a humorless laugh. "This time, I might lose her." He walks over and pats my back reassuringly. Even Freddie looks stunned, seeing Ester in this condition.
Lola begins examining her injuries, then steps outside briefly before returning with a nurse. "Rosie dear, I need to draw some blood from you to replace Ester's blood loss," she says gently.
Rose nods, her shoulders still shaking from suppressed sobs, as the nurse starts drawing her blood.
"At least four ribs are broken—right clavicle, left radius, and left fibula too," Lola announces grimly. "We need an MRI to check for additional damage, just in case we need to move her to a better facility later. The bleeding in her head has stopped, but her heartbeat is dangerously low. We also
