Summer’s Point of View
“Nana! Nana!” I let out a loud cry as Steven tugged me by the waist. In a split second, a team of doctors and nurses rushed into the ward, but I still attempted to reach my Nana. However, Steven’s grip stopped me from getting any nearer. “Please, Steven, release me. I must touch Nana. I want to hold her hand,” I begged desperately.
I held onto his arm, attempting to break free from his grasp. However, I paused as I felt warm water drip down the back of my neck. I looked up and saw Steven gazing at Nana while the doctor worked to revive her. After observing him for a feaw moments, he spoke with a steady and brave voice. “We should let her rest.”
It took me a moment to realize that he was hurt even more than I was. He had been with Nana since he was a child - she wa
