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[Margaret's Perspective]

Half an hour ago, the head of the Holy Medical Pavilion, Andrew, had already explained Anthony's condition to Elizabeth and me in detail. Now, saving Anthony is really, really difficult!

I also know that making such a request to Donald now is very unreasonable, but I really can't accept a friend just leaving me like this, especially someone as good as Anthony. And another most important reason is because of my twin sister Elizabeth.

Her feelings for Anthony are so complicated and profound; I don't want her to live the latter half of her life in constant guilt and regret over this.

At this time, Elizabeth also looked up at Donald, her beautiful eyes red and swollen from crying, and the wounds on her face and body made her look utterly pitiful and disheveled.

Perhaps it's because of the twin thing, but I could almost empathize with her pain. With my eyes red, I looked toward Donald, hoping that my God-like mate could help my poor sister once more.