Nina hung up without a second thought. Greta stared at her phone, now echoing the busy tone, her face drained of color. Refusing to give up, she dialed again. This time, Nina picked up once more. "Aunt, didn't I say? Dad's swamped and can't get to you right now. I'm busy too, can't pass your messages."
Trying to soften her tone, Greta pleaded, "Nina, Auntie's not feeling well and really needs your dad to come to the hospital..."
"Why should I care if you're not well? Stop bugging me while I'm gaming."
"Nina, how can you be so mean at your age?" Greta snapped.
Nina paused, then said, "Learned it from you." Her voice, void of childhood innocence, carried a maturity far beyond her years.
The shock made Greta drop her phone onto the bed. The doctor, seeing her distress, just shook his head and left.
Meanwhile, Nathalie stumbled home and crashed into bed, sleeping for what felt like a century. She was beyond tired. Days of running around had worn her out not just physically, but emotionally too.
When she finally woke up, the first thing she said to Lizzy was, "I want to visit the prison again."
Lizzy was taken aback. "Sis, who are you planning to see this time?"
Nathalie, looking defeated, replied, "I don't know his name or what he looks like. But I have a hunch... he's No. 13."
Suddenly, Lizzy remembered something and fetched a familiar package from the corner, placing it in front of Nathalie.
Nathalie recognized it as the gift she'd asked her staff to prepare for No. 13 during her last visit. "Wasn't it delivered?" she asked, surprised.
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