Stolen Chance
ments. As I settled into bed, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement for the day ahead.
gized for the day ahead. After a quick breakfast, I gathered
ace. The sprawling grounds held endless possibilities for developm
otes and making plans for its future. It was hard work, but I relished ever
ldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction wash over me. Despite the ch
team and we headed back to the hotel, ready to
would soon take a dramatic turn, changing the cou
el after a long day of inspecting the property. As we made our way to our respecti
en I received a frantic call from Nathan, informing m
I found Nathan standing outside the d
eart pounding with fear as I push
around him from a wound on his head. A broken plate la
sked, kneeling down beside h
"I was cleaning up in your room when I accidentally knocked over a pl
er me. If only I hadn't insisted on having the room cleane
" I said, helping George to his fe
y inspection?" Nathan interjecte
eplied firmly. "George's health comes first
and towards the elevator, determined to
rate myself for my carelessness. I had been so focused on the t
his voice barely above a whisper.
a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Accidents happen.
ng behind us with a soft whoosh. As we descended to the lobby, I coul
tructing the driver to take us to the nearest hospital. George sat beside m
e," I said, trying to offe
George out of the taxi and guided him inside. The hospital staff spr
ge's well-being. I couldn't shake the feeling that I had let
doctor finally emerged from the em
your driver has suffered a serious head injury. We've stabil
lt washing over me once again. I had failed George
asked, my voice bar
lay. As I approached his bedside, I felt a lump form in my t
ng his hand in mine. "I promise, I'll do
shake the feeling that I had let him down, t
him as he slept, I vowed to do whatever it
ts consumed by guilt and regret. Despite the late hour, I co
p in the chair beside his bed, the steady rhythm of his breat
haunted by the memory of George's in