Vanessa lay motionless on the bed, her face pale and her breath fading away. Alexander sat down beside her and held her hand, it was cold, way too cold and he rubbed it in an attempt to generate some heat.
Zoey watched them from the doorway, her face a mask of fret. She fidgeted with her hand and her phone, and would occasionally glance at Alexander's direction.
It felt like forever before Alexander heard the sound of a car pulling up outside the mansion. He rushed to the window, and saw an older woman in doctor's attire getting out of the car. Margaret was here.
He let out a sigh of relief, feeling a little bit of tension leave his body. He turned to Zoey still standing on the doorway waiting for the next thing to do.
"Go usher her in," Alexander said quickly.
Zoey nodded and quickly
