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Sabrina’s voice trembling with desperation as she stepped out of Coco’s room and called Nicholas again. “Nicholas, please come. She’ll listen to you. Please, just come,” she begged, tears choking her words.

She was ready to put her pride down and beg everyone who could help her daughter. She had never been as scared in her entire life as she was at this moment.

But Nicholas’s response was cold even though his pain was evident even through the phone. “No.”

“She will die!” Sabrina cried out, her voice filled with terror. “Do you want to see her dead? Please, save my daughter! Please!”

Nicholas’s voice was steady but there was a deep and simmering resentment about her that he did not bother to hide. “As a mother, it’s up to you to decide how to save your daughter.”

Sabrina’s voice broke as she pleaded, her fear overwhelming her. “Please, she will die…”

There was a long pause and then Nicholas spoke laced with bitterness. “I know. My Rose is dying too each day. I want you to feel the los