A stretcher where Kevin's comatose body on it settled into the ambulance. The vehicle with two nurses inside it fetched him to the hospital. It left me with contrition. My aloofness might allot to his accident, anyway. I prayed that the injury was not fatal and he would be recovered soon.

I took a breath in and out, strolling the street. No matter how Kevin once humiliated me, my conscience suppressed my ego. I was not there with him not because I did not care, her mother was someone I avoided. That woman could think the way around. She would possibly accuse me, the cause of her son's accident. It...