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ust sit down there looking so idle, do something!" Mrs Herrington barked at her but

he turned her head to see that every single person's eyes were on her. A hot flush spread across her cheeks as she averted her gaze- she didn't want to l

t at that moment, she did not care about it. She simply reached for her purse and grabbed it. She saw the hope leaked from Mrs Herrington's eyes and they we

doing?" Georg

llowed Gem

an fix this." Mrs Herrington

l exchanging whispe

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! Don't follow me

gy." He said but with no re

. I don't know if I should feel embarrassed or worried that the Mac

e more but a teardrop in an ocean?" He sai

ers through her ha

Marcello said, honesty

r w

and beautiful life you had growing up, I'm certain you will not have it with me. I'm not know

was their first daughter? Beautiful life growing up? She scoffed. Poor Marcello,

pain through her head causing her to wince

Concern etched o

eyes. "I don't know– my head..." she manage

u to the hospital. Hang

ugh the doors and Marcello closed on her

he snapped. "D

is state." Marcello was c

! You have to wait here." She yel

turned

's the theme for the night. Fine, I will wai

ridors. A familiar figure; Doc Robert with his

" Gem ca

nd walked t

g in the hospital

ng out of nowhere, I just...felt

prescribed for you? And a glass of milk

t keep skipping the meds

re with any

Rob

s Gem. Look, my wife is

's ready right? I was and still am curious ab

was already diverted as

t skip your medication. You could have the glucose from the desk, you know you are like fam

report. She scanned through the pages and her e

nce

rberating in her mind, echoing like a death knell. Bitter tears streamed down her eyes

olded the papers and clutched the

oor. She buried her head in her hands which still had the now

deserve better! I have spent my entire life living in the hell of the Herringtons. And now

e had. Three months to live,