Chapter 172 It's All Your Fault
Liora's POV
I felt my heart constrict in pain. I couldn't accept this outcome.
The healer's gaze was calm, and there was also blood on him—Sarah's blood. The sight made my vision start to swim again.
"No one knows when she'll wake up. She'll be monitored in the ICU for three days. If she still doesn't wake up after three days, she's very likely to become vegetative."
Mrs. Grant burst into loud sobs. If Mr. Grant hadn't held her up, she would have kneeled before the healer on the spot.
"She's only in her 20s! Please, sir, save her…"
My vision blurred, and I couldn't help taking a step back.
A few hours ago, Sarah had been so excited, preparing a gift for me. Now she lay in the operating room, her life hanging in the balance.
Pain and guilt immediately swallowed me whole. I opened my mouth, but I couldn't say a word.
Mrs. Grant's eyes were filled with hatred when she looked at me. The moment the healer left, she lunged forward, grabbed my hair, and slapped me hard.
My ears star

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