HAILEY'S POV"Do you love Tristan ?" I waited for a reply maybe any chance she could remember Tristan .She froze, inhaling sharply as if trying to recall something, then her hands instinctively went to massage her temples, as if battling a headache."Willow, are you alright?" I asked, concern evident in my voice, as she folded in distress, letting out screams of anguish."My head..." she blurted out, struggling to endure the sharp stinging sensation, while I rushed to her side."Willow, I understand it's difficult, but please try to remember," I pleaded, but she only screamed louder, the pain overwhelming her."I can't, it's hard, my head hurts, Hailey ..." she yelled, her distress palpable as she collided her head against the metal stand of her bed."Willow, nurse, please help!" I screamed, calling for assistance as a nurse hurried in with Markus."What happened to her, what did you do?!" Markus yelled, his accusation cutting through the chaos, but I ignored him as he moved to Willo
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