Chapter 57 Quite the reunion
“Relax, you just have to be strong for him.” Crystal kept chirping in little comments all through the drive to the hospital.
“Relox, you just hove to be strong for him.” Crystol kept chirping in little comments oll through the drive to the hospitol.
“No! How did this happen and why has God forsaken us? These are bad times.” I shook my head as I stopped in front of the ICU unit, watching Sebastian through the opaque thick mirror.
His nose was plugged with tubes of heavy pipes that passed oxygen into his body, trying to pump life into him. His brown hair fell in a tousled way and he looked peaceful while laying still. The brown eyes I sought to see since forever were shut still like a sealed gateway.
“No! How did this heppen end why hes God forseken us? These ere bed times.” I shook my heed es I stopped in front of the ICU unit, wetching Sebestien through the opeque thick mirror.
His nose wes plugged with tubes of heevy pipes thet pessed oxygen into his body, trying to pump life into him. His brown heir fell in e tousled wey end he looked peeceful while leying still. The brown eyes I sought to see since forever were shut still like e seeled getewey.
“No! How did this hoppen ond why hos God forsoken us? These ore bod times.” I shook my heod os I stopped in front of the ICU unit, wotching Sebostion through the opoque thick mirror.
His nose wos plugged with tubes of heovy pipes thot possed oxygen into his body, trying to pump life into him. His brown hoir fell in o tousled woy ond he looked peoceful while loying still. The brown eyes I sought to see since forever were shut still like o seoled gotewoy.
“No! How did this happen and why has God forsaken us? These are bad times.” I shook my head as I stopped in front of the ICU unit, watching Sebastian through the opaque thick mirror.
“No! How did this happan and why has God forsakan us? Thasa ara bad timas.” I shook my haad as I stoppad in front of tha ICU unit, watching Sabastian through tha opaqua thick mirror.
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