All Chapters of DEGREE OF FANCY: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

As I stood there, my eyes were fixed on Sophia, who was chatting and laughing with a group of guys. I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy, watching her so carefree and happy. But then, Bridgette's words came flooding back into my mind, and I wondered if Sophia was just manipulating me.Was she really interested in me, or was she just playing me like a fool? I didn't know what to think, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't quite right.Just as I was starting to get lost in my thoughts, the music suddenly stopped, and everyone's attention was interrupted by an unfamiliar sound. It was a woman's voice, moaning loudly, and a man's voice, speaking in uncensored words.The room fell silent, and everyone's eyes widened in shock. The staff rushed to stop the sound, but it was too late. The damage was done.As I looked around, trying to process what was happening, my eyes landed on Bridgette. She was standing there, her face frozen in shock and anger, tears streaming do

I quickly scooped up Bridgette's limp body and rushed her to the hospital, my heart racing with fear. I couldn't lose her, not now, not when I had finally realized my true feelings for her.As we arrived at the hospital, I rushed her into the emergency room, begging the doctors and nurses to save her. They quickly took her from me, rushing her into a treatment room.I paced back and forth in the waiting room, my mind racing with worst-case scenarios. What if she didn't make it? What if she was brain damaged? What if...Finally, after what felt like an eternity, a doctor came out to speak with me. His expression was grim, and my heart sank."She's in a coma," he said, his voice gentle but firm. "We're not sure what caused it, but we're running tests to determine the extent of the damage."I felt like I had been punched in the gut. A coma? How could this be happening?"What are her chances?" I asked, my voice shaking.The doctor hesitated before answering. "It's too early to say. We'll

As I continued to reminisce about my past, another painful memory surfaced. It was a night that I would never forget, a night that had left an indelible mark on my heart.I remembered it was raining heavily, the sky was dark and foreboding, and the wind was howling like a pack of wolves. I was standing outside the gate of my father's house, crying and begging him to open the gate and let me in.But my father had thrown me out of the house, his face twisted in anger and disgust. I had been so scared, so alone, and so hopeless. I had cried and cried, but no one had heard me. The rain had poured down on me, soaking me to the bone, and I had shivered with cold and fear.I had been barefoot, and the cold wet earth had felt like ice beneath my feet. I had wrapped my arms around myself, trying to warm myself up, but it had been no use. I had been chilled to the bone, and I had felt like I was going to freeze to death.As I stood there, crying and shivering, I had felt like I was all alone in

As Sophia pushed me gently in my wheelchair, I couldn't help but feel a sense of dependence on her. I was grateful for her help, but at the same time, I felt a pang of frustration at not being able to do things for myself.As we made our way down the hospital corridor, I noticed a woman sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed by a tall, imposing nurse. She was staring blankly straight ahead, lost in thought, and didn't seem to notice us approaching.As we passed by her, I caught a glimpse of her face, and something about her features struck a chord within me. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but I felt a sudden jolt of recognition, as if I had seen her before.But as I looked at her, I realized that I didn't actually know her. I didn't remember her, and yet, I felt a strange sense of connection to her.Sophia noticed me staring at the woman and followed my gaze. "Oh, do you know her?" she said quietly. "She's a patient here too."I turned to Sophia, curious. "What's wrong with her?

As I knelt there, sobbing uncontrollably, I felt a gentle touch on my face. I looked up to see Bridgette's hands holding my cheeks, her eyes staring into mine. I was taken aback by the sudden movement, but as I looked into her eyes, I saw a deep concern and care that made my heart skip a beat.She gently stood up, her hands still holding my face, and we stared at each other for what felt like an eternity. I could see the questions in her eyes, the confusion and concern etched on her face."What happened to you?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "Why did you just visit me? I've been waiting for you for so long."I didn't speak, couldn't speak. All I could do was stare at her, tears streaming down my face. I felt like I was drowning in a sea of emotions, and I didn't know how to keep my head above water.Bridgette's eyes never left mine, and I could see the compassion and love in them. She took a step closer to me, her hands still holding my face, and wrapped her arms around