"Darrell, I feel like I'm not going to make it..."
Darrell looked back at Katelyn, who was curled up and hitting her head against the window, and stepped on the accelerator without hesitation.
I was knocked to the ground by the car. Darrell's remaining conscience told him to get out of the car and drag me aside.
"I can't stand your behavior today! I won't stop you if you want to die, but get away from my car!"
After that, he stepped on the accelerator and drove away with Katelyn.
After being rejected, I endured the pain and struggled to get up. Just as I was about to chase after Darrell, a call from the hospital came.
I picked it up immediately.
"Doctor, please give me some more time. We'll be there soon..."
I hope my lie could give some hope to the doctor and my daughter...
However, the phone was terribly silent.
A sense of foreboding overcame me.
The next second, the doctor's regretful voice came.
"Ms. Levy, I'm sorry! We've tried our best. Your daughter... has passed away."
As the phone was hung up, I felt my world had fallen apart.
Trembling, I hailed a taxi and climbed to the seat.
When I stumbled to the operating room, the door was open.