Hours had passed, and the lights in the emergency room of the hospital were still on. Nathan Moore stepped once again to the edge of death, and Titus Zane thought she would collapse, but after a long wait, she was surprisingly calm.
Sitting quietly in the hospital corridor, she looked down at the ground, her lowered gaze hiding the swelling in her eyes.
Felix Shaw and Evander Lancaster smoked in the fire escape, both heavy-hearted as their brother was seriously injured.
Sophia Hamilton gently tugged at Evander Lancaster's sleeve, "Stop smoking," she said, having run countless times that afternoon to buy them cigarettes.
Evander Lancaster looked at her with drooped eyes—having smoked excessively, his voice hoarse as he spoke, "You go back to the hotel."
Sophia Hamilton shook her head gently, and Evander Lancaster frowned slightly, "Listen to me." Nathan was seriously hurt, and if anything went wrong, there would be a lot to deal with.
