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SECOND CHANCE

Chapter 2 George's health

Word Count: 1102    |    Released on: 23/10/2024

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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

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