Chapter 340

Bella lay motionless on the bed, an oxygen mask veiling her face, her breathing barely noticeable.

The machines by her side beeped intermittently, the only sign she was hanging on.

However, she was so frail, just skin and bones, like she could crumble any moment.

Madeline's heart ached as she watched her.

Bella had always been the belle of the ball, turning heads with her style and grace.

However, her once radiant face was gaunt, the loss of volume making her look almost ghostly.

Thank goodness, each time she came to, Bella had not caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. If she had, with her love for looking good, she would probably have shattered it right there.

Her once shiny black hair became thin and dull.

As Madeline ran her fingers through it, she felt the strands were as devoid of life as Bella seemed to be.

Maybe, just maybe, it would be kinder for Bella to slip away. She would not have to deal with the loss of her parents, the mystery of her missing brother, or the