Shattered Trust
Elara paced the hospital corridor like a caged animal, her heels clicking against the polished
floor in frantic rhythm. Her dress white this morning, now stained deep crimson clung to her as
she pressed the phone to her ear for the second time.
Pick up. Please pick up.
“Where are you?” she breathed the moment the line connected.
“Victor, Father is in the hospital.
Come quickly please.
” Her voice cracked on the last word, tears spilling freely down her cheeks.
She sank into one of the plastic waiting chairs and pressed her hands together.
God, please. Don’t let him die. Not tonight. Not like this.
Victor arrived twelve minutes later, slightly breathless, eyes scanning the corridor until they
landed on her on the blood soaking through her dress.
“Elara.
” He cr
