Chapter Sixty.

Aurora’s POV:

“Ma’am, it’s this way…” the petite nurse said to Emily with a soulful smile on her face.

I saw Emily smile back, which was strange as she never did. I ignored her and the nurse as I staggered across the disinfectant-smelling corridor to room 307B, where my father was.

As soon as I arrived there, I pushed the door open and gasped at the scene that befell me. It was my father alright but he looked extremely different.

His face was pale and sunken and his eyeballs bulged from the thin layer which was his eyelids. His creamy complexion had also been replaced by an ashen-colored skin, one that looked as though it had seen death. Involuntarily, a tear slipped out of my eye.

“What happened to you?” I sobbed, cradling his face in my hands. He felt cold to the touch and I even sobbed harder at the thought of him being almost dead.

A few minutes later, Emily waltzed in with my mother right behind her. They looked like two contrasts as my mother was sobbing profusely while Emily ha