Felicia turned around, feeling awkward and dejected, and her expression deeply pierced Jadon's heart like a knife.
Just as he was about to go after her, he heard Anya say softly: "Jadon!"
He glanced back to see Anya looking at her bandaged wrist, her expression a mix of pain and pleading. "It hurts so much. You just promised me you'd take care of me," she said, her voice shaky.
"I just need to talk to her for a minute. I'll be back," Jadon replied, trying to reassure her.
Anya's voice grew desperate. "I really just want you to stay with me in the hospital tonight, please?"
Nearby, Betty chimed in, "Today has been full of surprises and scares. I want to go home and rest. Can you stay with Anya, Jadon?"
After a moment of internal conflict, Jadon nodded, "Okay."
That simple word felt l
