d of ozone and
over the bed. The sound of the defibrillator thum
He lowered the paddles. He looked at
al mask down and wal
oftly. "Her heart is too weak.
's knees
de her. His large hand gripped her upper arm, holding
iled out of the room, leaving th
ed. She grabbed Eleanor's thin, bruised hand and pressed it a
ened. Her cloudy eyes darted around the room
or reached up and pulled the
whispered. Her voice
ght here," Charlotte choke
She looked at the tall, imposing man st
wed slightly. "Is th
tched. Her heart hamm
dn't let Eleanor leave this world knowing her granddaughter
e, but the words caught in her t
nd rested on Cha
ive frame, taking a knee on the hard floor
tly covered Eleanor's
ntle, stripped of all its previous coldness. "I'm
head to look at him, h
ngers squeezed Charlotte's shoulder,
ooked at the sharp cut of his jaw, the expensive fabric
the corners of Eleanor's lips
fingers with the last
irl," Eleanor whis
into the dying woman's
ing with absolute certainty. "As long as I a
in the air, h
kled cheek, disappearing into her gray hair. The tens
ead slightly to
leanor breathed out.
moving. Her hand slipped out of Daxton's
unbroken tone. The green line on
ace in the mattress, her fingers curling into the bedsheets as she
on the floor. A strange, tight sensation gripped his chest
of his suit jacket and pulled out
. He didn't int
on the bed, right next to her trembling hand. Then, he st
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