In recent days, Eliza had been practically living at the hospital, darting between rooms to take care of the Newell family and Aiden with unwavering dedication. She bathed Greg, fed Thea, and changed Evan's bandages, each task done with genuine care and focus.
The Newells watched Eliza’s flurry of activity, their guilt deepening with every passing day. Greg tried to speak up several times but always stumbled over his words.
Finally, one afternoon, as Eliza was about to exit the room, Greg reached out, his voice trembling, “Eliza, we messed up before. Please, can you forgive us?”
Thea and Evan stood nearby, their eyes brimming with hope. Eliza stopped, a flash of hurt crossing her face.
Taking a deep breath, she replied slowly, “I can’t just forgive and forget. I’m here because you once saved me, but the hurt you caused, the neglect and painful memories, aren’t things I can brush aside like that.”
The Newells listened, feeling as if they'd been hit by a freight train. Thea covered her face, sobbing, Greg lowered his head, and Evan watched Eliza, his face etched with pain.
Eliza looked them squarely in the eye and said, “Once you get better, we’re done. Please, don’t seek me out or drag me back to that painful past.”
With those words, Eliza turned and walked out of the room. Her silhouette slowly disappeared down the corridor, each step seemingly crushing the already shattered hearts of the Newell family.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Rewriting My Fate (Eliza)