We Share the Same Last Name(3)
6
When I woke up, I found myself lying in the hospital with a thick cast on my right leg and my head wrapped in gauze. Harvey was leaning against the hospital bed to rest with a frown.
I subconsciously moved, grimaced in pain in the next second, and hissed.
Harvey's eyelids twitched. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot. "Evelyn."
He took a deep breath, crouched down in front of the bed, and carefully stretched out his hand to hold my back. "Do you feel uncomfortable?"
"I feel uncomfortable everywhere." I couldn't help but feel wronged.
His voice was trembling. "I'm sorry."
It was the first time I saw self-blame on Harvey's face.
Seeing him like that made me feel uncomfortable. While I was at a loss, the ward door was pushed open.
It was my mother.
I looked at her eagerly. The pain intensified when I saw her.