Chapter 14
Emily sat on a bench in the hospital corridor.
Ezra had been diagnosed with a mild concussion and some external injuries. Although his condition wasn't life-threatening, he still wasn't awake.
Emily stared at the door to the hospital room, feeling agitated. She shouldn't have gotten out of the car. She should have pretended she saw nothing.
Her phone rang.
Tristan's name flashed across the screen.
Emily checked her watch and realized it was already past 7:00 pm. Richard's birthday banquet would have already started.
She walked to the end of the corridor so she could get away from the chaos in the hospital.
"Hey, Tristan."
"Emily, where are you?" Tristan's usual gentle and composed voice drifted through the phone.
"I'm sorry. I think there were some problems with my car, and it broke down on the road. I'll be late," Emily lied as she twisted the hem of her shirt guiltily.
Tristan remained silent for a moment. In fact, Emily thought she could vaguely hear the hospital making a

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