Emma's POV
Every second felt like a year as I sat in the hospital chair, looking at Adolf lying in bed. The room was cold and silent, with only the sound of medical machines occasionally breaking the silence. Seeing Adolf with bandages wrapped around his forehead and his pale face, my heart felt like it was splitting apart. I felt like I had failed as a mother, trapped in a guilt that deepened as time passed.
I imagined Adolf, with his cheerful smile that never disappeared, jumping around in the backyard. How happy he was when he played ball with Adney and Ainsley, often laughing happily that made me smile too. But now, those images felt like distant memories, sandwiched between the bitter reality that I had to face. I remembered his bright shining eyes, which were now weakly closed, and
