Isla is my best friend. As soon as she heard the news that Graham had been hospitalized, she rushed over. When she saw that Graham was awake, she went up and slapped him twice. "You beast!" she yelled. "Make arrangements for Scarlett and the baby's funeral right now! Scarlett was blind to love you for so many years, but this is the end."
My soul trembled, and I reached out to embrace the heartbroken Isla. Yes, this was the end, the end of all the love and hate between me and Graham. Graham remained silent for a long time, his eyes vacant.
Suddenly, he threw off the blanket, got out of bed, and rushed out. Isla grabbed him. "Don't you dare run! You need to take care of Scarlett and the baby!" Graham pushed her away, his eyes blazing. "Scarlett is not dead! I saw her just two days ago!"
