~~~Freya~~~

I sat beside the bed, holding Ellie’s cold hand tightly between mine. My tears wouldn’t stop falling as I spoke to her, my voice broken and raw.

“Ellie… I’m so sorry I wasn’t here sooner,” I whispered, sniffling. “All this happened because of me. I shouldn't have allowed Samantha be part of the doctors that wanted to treat you.”

All this death thing… you died because of a panic attack? It’s fucking fake. I’m sure of it.

My mind refused to accept it. Something happened in that room while they were treating you. Samantha was way too calm when everyone else was panicking. No. I wouldn’t believe your death...