"Three."
"Two."
"I was wrong!" I collapsed to my knees, tears streaming uncontrollably down my face.
I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t risk my grandmother’s life.
Kristoff snatched my phone and smashed it into pieces. Shards of glass flew, cutting into my skin.
He looked down at me coldly. "As long as we’re here, you’ll never hurt Sandy."
I remained motionless on the ground, watching their figures disappear before the pain in my chest spread, overwhelming me.
The grievances and sorrows of two lifetimes finally erupted. I cried, wrenching sobs tearing through me.
Youthful promises had been lies.
The affection of childhood friends was nothing but a facade. Only their cruelty had ever been real.
I didn’t know how long I cried before I dragged myself back to the hospital, moving like a lifeless shell.
Fearing that Henry or Kristoff might try to harm my grandmother, I refused to leave her side for days.
During this time, only Sandy kept sending me messages.
The two of them had taken her on a trip, going bungee jumping and completing all the plans we had once made but never fulfilled.
With a trembling hand, I blocked her number.