Chapter 115 - Alice

There should have been a limit to how many tears Alice could shed in the space of just three days. But apparently not.

Sitting in one of the chairs in the visiting room closest to the operating room, Alice lost count of how long she had been curled up there, her tear-stained face hidden in her hands, as she waited for news of her grandfather’s surgery. Kendra and Amber had long since left, seeming more concerned about what would become of Micah than about Lucas’s condition, but still, their last words before leaving were still there, haunting Alice.

If her grandfather died, it would be her fault.

“Lucas will be fine…” Massimo murmured, sitting in his wheelchair across from her, though she didn’t have the strength to look at him “The defibrillator was not necessary and it's a cardiac pacemaker that’s going to take him, Alice.”

“I… I shouldn’t have been so selfish…” she sobbed softly “I should have thought better about the stress it would cause him… Oh, God, how could