Sell Your Soul To The Devil

After those words came from Domhall, he vanished like ash, leaving Louisanna alone outside the hospital room. She should be afraid or angry, but what she could feel right now was pure misery. 

Louisanna panted heavily as her knees started to give up, making her sit on the floor with her sobs filling the silence in the whole area.

"Fuck…" 

All she could do was curse everyone, everything, as her hands hugged onto her knees and rested her face in them. Her body was trembling as one sentence continued to roam in her mind.

'Save my mother, please.'

It was her only prayer to the Angels. Her wish was full of desperation as she continued saying that like a chant.

It took approximately ten minutes before the doctor, Mr. Anderson, went out of the hospital room. She stood up to ask him about Dana. 

His coat had a little stain of blood on it. Louisanna's gaze roamed around the doctor's body, and she saw that it wasn't only in the coat.