CHAPTER 51- DATE

AUTHOR'S POV

Gabriel walked to Sydney's room with his heart lurching. Every single sound, faint or loud, echoed through the walls of his head.

He could hear the pulsating beeping of a life monitor. The sound rummaged his mind. He felt like getting out of this place.

Hospitals never did him any good. This one especially. He'd lost two people dearest to him here. Both deaths were his fault.

He could just hear the raging thunderclaps. The turbulent storm. The sounds of nurses running through the floors of the hospital while wheeling a stretcher. The woman on the stretcher. The blood. The suffering on her struggling face.

Gabriel sucked a loud breath and held the wall for support. Not now, not now, Gabriel, get a hold of yourself.

At that moment, he regretted not regarding his father's advice on getting medical help.

A nurse saw him and quickly ran to him while holding a medical kit.

" Sir, are you all right?"

No, he wasn't. He had never been.