Clarabell's POV
As Ryan's mom lifted me from the bed, I helped myself out, using her support to steady my shaky legs. I was still weak, but a surge of adrenaline was starting to kick in, fueling my determination to take action. For the first time in days, I felt like I could actually do something to help my mom.
But as I started to move, my mind began to spiral with worries. What was Ron's plan? Where was my mom? And what was going to happen next? I felt a knot in my stomach, but I knew I had to keep moving. I had to find a way to stop Ron and save my mom.
We were stuck at the hospital, trying to sort out the bill, but the nurse seemed to be moving at a snail's pace. I couldn't help but feel impatient, knowing that every minute counted.
"Can we just come back to clear the bill later?"
