Disaster

VIVIENNE

"Vivienne," my mother called out as soon as I opened the hospital doors for them. I could see the worry in her eyes.

She quickly approached me, and the anxiety was obviously etched on her face. "We were so worried about you, darling. Why didn’t you call us sooner?"

"I—" I began, but before I could finish, my father came forward, his eyes shifting to the beds where Vera and Vince were.

"How are the children?" Dad asked in his usual stern but concerned tone. He looked over at Vera, still lying there in a coma, her little body so still it broke my heart all over again. Vince, thankfully, was just sleeping, his injuries much less severe.

"They’re... managing," I replied softly, my voice cracking. "Vera hasn’t woken up yet."

Someone tapped my shoulder which made me look back. It was Jeremy which I didn’t notice right away.

I didn’t expect he’d come here with my parents, but I couldn’t deny I was glad to see him.

“Hey,” Jeremy uttered. “I’m sorry for what happened.”

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