I knew I should be happy, but I felt utterly hollow.
Because in my eyes, all this supposed care and concern came with a glaringly obvious price tag: Profit.
Her affection was nothing but a transactional tool, and seeing right through that blatant manipulation made it impossible to accept, let alone feel moved.
Noticing my blank stare, Lucille grew visibly uncomfortable and let out a forced, uneasy chuckle.
Amber, sensing the suffocating tension, quickly stepped in with a bright smile to smooth things over. "Yeah, Selena, she was incredibly worried. She was practically in tears when she called me, which completely terrified me. That's how I found out what happened and rushed over here."
So that was what happened.
I managed to pull a weak, strained smile. "Yeah."
That only made Amber's smile look even more forced.
I figured my smile must have looked completely terrifying, considering how hard I had to force it.
Thankfully, Ferris was wheeled out of the operating room right then. Abandoning all pretense, I shoved past Lucille and sprinted over to him.
Ferris was still unconscious. His face was ghastly pale, his lips entirely devoid of color. Without his glasses, his eyes were shut tight, his thick lashes resting against his skin, exuding a silent, heartbreaking fragility.
That was when my tears finally fell.
A single drop hit the blanket covering him, followed by another on the back of my hand. I touched my face, realizing I was crying.


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Story is fine but...Oh god! Such a slow and dragging story. She is always fainting or confused. Has no backbone, very irritating story. Better to avoid...