Aside from a heart full of holes, all that awaited Gladys was more suffering.
Cecilia blinked, her long eyelashes fluttering. Even the deepest love could not escape the ravages of time.
She tugged at the corner of her mouth and said softly, "Let's proceed with the surgery. Gladys's eyes cannot wait any longer."
Brian straightened up, his gaze cutting through the crowded hallway, spotting Alston stepping out of the elevator.
A trace of mockery flashed in Brian’s eyes as he lowered his voice to speak to Cecilia, "Cecilia, when I arrived, Alston was following me in his car."
"He must still be concerned about Gladys..."
Cecilia was too exhausted to notice anything unusual about Brian.
She had slept late last night, woken up early in the morning, and spent the entire morning waiting for someone to operate on Gladys, leaving her physically and mentally drained.