Jayden froze in place, a sharp shock running through his chest.
That echo lingered in his ears, as if Rivka's calm, steady voice were still there, cutting straight through him and leaving a dull ache behind.
After saying that, Rivka turned without hesitation and walked into the consultation room to find Caleb.
The night deepened, and the soft indoor lights cast a warm glow over every corner, as if trying to soften the weight of the evening.
Caleb had never been seriously injured since birth. This time, it happened only because of Rivka.
The thought filled her with a guilt she could not fully name, and she lowered her eyes to the report in her hands, reading it carefully.
Then her gaze stopped on one line, blood type, "AB"!
She froze. Her eyes lifted slowly toward Caleb, who was sitt
