04 | 𝖢 𝖧 𝖮 𝖮 𝖲 𝖤

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Abigail Silvester Blaine perspective

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Abigail Silvester Blaine perspective

My motions slurred at the thought of my father being senseless and on top of that no hospital is admitting him.

but why?

I uttered a sharp cry when I saw Kyra coming out from the meeting hall, when her eyes fell on me and she looked concerned about me, as I went to her and engulfed myself in her soft embrace. She looks confused about why was I crying so much? She patted me and hushed me when he softly spoke before sitting on a couch beside the wall.

"Why are you crying Kyra? Is everything alright?" Her voice echoed my ears when I mumbled something inaudible and because of my numerous cries, she looked at me and gestured me to say something when I spoke.

"Dad go-t sen-sele-ss and no hosp-ital is admitt-ing dad." Her eyes widen when she looked at me as a gesture to explain more about it.

"Oliv-ia calle-d me a fe-w min-utes ago, to say all th-ese. Dad is adm-itted to the Salv-atore hospital." I cried more when I remembered Olivia's words about my father when she spoke getting more confused.

"Why only Salvatore hospital?" I shooked my head as "no" sign indicating her that I don't know anything about it when she spoke.

"Let's go there to know more." I nodded my head as I wiped my tears and took a deep breathe.

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At the hospital.

We ran to the receptionist as soon as we arrive the Salvatore hospital when I spoke.

"Is anyone admitted here whose name is Thomas Blaine?" She checked the whole register book with the letter 'T' when she gave a warm smile and spoke.

"Yes, but Thomas Blaine is in waiting list." She said when Kyra spoke, anger brushing over her voice.

"Why is he is waiting list? Can't this god damn hospital give him a ward?" She slammed her fist when she flinced as I spoke.

"Let's not argue with the receptionist. We shall find Olivia in the waiting list." She nodded and we went to the waiting list as we saw dad in the corner of the room, laying like a lifeless body as I shifted my gaze towards mom and Olivia. They looks exhausted, mom's cheeks were stained with tear marks making me fisted my hand when I shouted.

"Where is that bloody Salvatore?" My voice erupting with anger when everyone flinced at my outburst as I heard a voice from behind.

"Just behind you, little girl." I turned my gaze to the person to see the owner of the Salvatore group when he smirked as I spoke.

"Admit my dad right now." He chuckled, his eyes were dark, even darker than anyone's I have ever seen when I looked at him before wiping my tears away.

"What do you want?" I sounded brave, but I am dying to see my dad in such a pathetic situation when he smiled mischievously and spoke.

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