Inside the hospital room, Ava perched on the windowsill, sobbing hysterically that she didn’t want to live anymore.
"Ava, get down from there right now!" Arkin burst into the room with Pia in her wheelchair right behind him. "Just come down, I’ll give you anything you want."
Tears streamed down Ava’s face, turning her pretty features blotchy and soft.
"Really?" She jabbed a finger straight at Pia in the wheelchair. "Make her get on her knees and apologize to me!"
A pained, indecisive frown pulled at Arkin’s face. But when he saw Ava lean another half-inch further out over the empty drop, he nodded immediately.
He turned to Pia, his voice thick with pleading, "Pia, just do what she says. This is a matter of life and death. You can’t just stand by and let her die. Besides, this whole me
