Elma's POV:
The next morning, I went to the flower shop and bought a bouquet. I could feel people secretly taking pictures of me.
Now I couldn't tell if they felt sympathy for me or hated me, all thanks to Shana's video, "Can you write a card for me? It's for my sister. "I said it out loud so others could hear.
The lady nodded and took a card and a pen. "What should I write, ma'am?"
"Let me think," I went into deep thought. I needed something very cringy: "I just got you, and I am not losing you soon."
I said, and she had an emotional smile before she wrote it and placed it in the bouquet.
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I arrived at the city hospital and spotted my mother and George talking to some doctors. I snuck and found my way to the elevator.
She must have been admitted to the first floor, the most expensive ward in the hospital. Once I got upstairs, I saw Anthony leaning in the window, probably wondering if to get in or not.