The next morning, my phone suddenly rang.
Randy was already gone.
A familiar voice came from the other end. It was Dr. Corrin.
"Ms. Turin, Ms. Payne's condition has worsened. Please come to the hospital as soon as possible."
I told them I wanted to take a walk in the hospital garden alone, then quickly left. I stopped a taxi on the road.
"The General Hospital, sir."
...
When I arrived, Laura was lying on the bed with an oxygen tube up her nose. There were several other tubes connected to her body, and her cheeks looked even more sunken than before.
The moment Laura saw me, she grabbed my hand. Her voice trembled.
"Catherine... let's go home...
"Don't continue treatment..."
I broke down at that moment.
Tears kept falling, one after another, landing on Laura's wrinkled hand. I im
