Savanna got off the bed and walked to the ICU next door.
She looked at Mandel's sleeping face through the glass window. Mandel's face was as pale as a sheet, which hurt Savanna.
The sharp pain spread from her heart to her limbs.
Savanna raised her hand, her fingertips tracing the small and white face of Mandel through the air. No one could understand Savanna's sad mood.
She owed Mandel so much and was reluctant to part with him.
She had left for five years and had never taken the responsibility of a mother for a day to him. With great difficulty, she had returned to his side, but he had suffered such a serious illness.
Tears rolled down her face, blurring her vision. Brandon stepped forward and pulled her into his arms. They quietly stared at Mandel for a long time.
In the end, Savanna could no longer hold back. She buried her head in Brandon's chest and cried. Brandon gently stroked Savanna's back with his large hand.