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Chapter 356 - Little Hands

Author: Olivia GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-25 16:18:15
Isabel’s POV

The urgency in the nanny’s voice propelled me into action. I barely managed a proper goodbye to Elias before I was speeding home, my thoughts consumed by Elena’s fever. Every red light felt like a personal affront. By the time I arrived, my nerves were frayed.

Elena was flushed and lethargic, her tiny body too warm against my hand as I checked her forehead. Her usually bright eyes were glassy, and her whimpering tugged at my heart. Wasting no time, I bundled her into the car and drove to the hospital.

In the sterile brightness of the pediatric ward, I watched as the nurse set up an IV. Elena’s small hand looked almost doll-like, the needle far too large for her fragile veins.

She winced, but didn’t cry. “You’re so brave,” I murmured, stroking her hair. “Mommy’s going to get you a treat, okay?”

I walked out to the vending machine next to Elena’s room. I had just begun to breathe more easily again when a familiar voice broke through my thoughts.

“Isabel?”

I turned to find M
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