The next day, Elliot showed up at the intensive care unit first thing in the morning.
After drinking the soup that Mrs. Scarlet made her the night before, Shea's mind turned cloudy.
She felt drained and fell asleep.
When she woke up after a night of sleep, her eyes were lifeless.
That was until Elliot appeared.
"How are you feeling today, Shea? Does your head hurt?"
His gentle, familiar voice made the emotion return to Shea's face.
"Why isn't Avery coming to see me, Big
Brother?” she asked dejectedly.
Elliot's brows furrowed slightly, and the tenderness in his eyes disappeared.
"She won't come to see you. Don't think about her or her children anymore, Shea."
She was even more upset now.
"None of you believe me... Avery spoke to me. She asked me a lot of questions..."
Elliot's heart ached at the sight of his sister's sickly complexion.
"It's not that I don't believe you. Perhaps she really did speak to you, but it was only in your dreams."
"Really?" Shea glanced at Elliot, as if in a trance.
Was it all truly just a dream?
"I always dream of our childhood, but I come back to reality when I wake up. No matter how real the sights and sounds feel, it's all still just a dream. None of it is real," Elliot explained patiently.
Shea lowered her gaze, as if she was processing and trying to accept his words.
Elliot left the hospital at 10 a m. and made his way to Sterling Group.
Mrs. Scarlet was taking care of Shea, so he was not worried.
Shea was a little downcasted today, but it was still a more suitable mood to be in during recovery compared to the intense emotions from the day before.
Mrs. Scarlet mentioned that Zoe had prescribed some sedatives to Shea.
Perhaps this was the work of the
medication?
Speaking of Zoe...
When Avery told him to live a good life with Zoe last night, he was so furious that he did not get a wink of sleep.
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