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BLAIR’S POV

I was immediately pulled away from her, but that did not ease the pain in my heart towards her.

I was angry and bitter towards my mother and could not stop blaming her for my father’s condition.

The antecedent events were clear that they were both in sync, working towards making my life hell, but upon my return, my father showed some remorse and love towards me, unlike my mother.

“Keep her away from us,” I yelled, creating a chaotic scene in the hospital.

My hyperactive reaction and continuous crying caused me a terrible headache and I was soon developing a fever.

All of Ashley’s effort to calm me down proved abortive and subsequently, I had to be sedated and held in the hospital.

Upon regaining consciousness, I laid very weak in bed, still not recovering fully from the effect of the drugs.

Tears flowed from my cheeks in endless streams, as my heart housed nothing but pain, regret and hatred.

“Your phone would not stop ringing,” Ashley said, seeing I was now up.

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