Chapter 114

**Eumerriah's Point of View**

I stared into the void, in the midst of a hospital that seemed to have become a battleground of conflicting emotions. With every beep of the monitor that watched over each beat of Justine’s heart, I could feel every moment stretching between life and death. I couldn’t remember how many times I prayed, hoping that every sob and tear would reach God.

“Yumi,” Shaira’s voice, full of concern, pulled me back to reality. I turned to her. I knew we were both thinking about the possibility we didn’t want to face—Gabrielle.

“You know we have no other choice,” she said, looking at me directly. “Gabrielle is the only one left who can donate blood for Justine.”

I closed my eyes, trying to fight the weight of the situation. Gabrielle. The name I’ve been trying so hard to avoid, the person I’ve been trying to forget. Behind my closed eyes, memories began to flash—hurtful words, arguments, and countless nights of crying. But now, my pain wasn’t the priority—it was my so