Rewriting My Fate (Eliza) novel Chapter 19

When the rescue team showed up, the place was a total mess. Everyone had thrown themselves over Eliza, protecting her from harm. She ended up at the bottom of the pile, with just a few scrapes. The Newells and Aiden were next in line. It was Orson, Polly, and Dean who took the worst of it, having shielded Eliza with everything they had.

Eliza clung to them, her sobs cutting through the chaos, "Orson, Polly, Dean, please wake up!" The urgency in her voice was palpable as they rushed to the hospital. Orson, Polly, and Dean were in dire straits, desperately needing blood transfusions.

Eliza immediately volunteered, but her blood type didn't match. Aiden stepped forward with a grim determination. "I share Dean's blood type," he said, his voice tinged with remorse. Right behind him, Greg, Thea, and Evan joined in, affirming, "We match Mr. and Mrs. Madden's blood type."

As the Newells and Aiden watched their blood fill the donation bags, they were awash with mixed emotions. Eliza, standing a little ways off, was laser-focused on the doors of the emergency room. Her thoughts was solely on the Madden family’s wellbeing. She didn’t even glance at those who had just made such a significant sacrifice for her loved ones.

Greg watched Eliza's retreating figure, the sting in his arm nothing compared to the ache in his heart. He remembered standing by Margot's hospital bed years ago, anxiously, as Eliza wept quietly nearby. He hadn't even given her a comforting look back then. Now, the tables had turned, and he was feeling the pain of being overlooked.