Thalassa's legs were limp as she sprinted through the hospital corridors, searching frantically for a doctor. When she finally spotted one, she blurted out, "Excuse me! Have you seen a lady brought in in emergency? Her name's Evelyn Pendleton."
"Are you her family?" the doctor inquired.
"I'm her daughter." Thalassa replied, a tremor in her voice.
At the mention of her relation, the doctor's eyes dropped, his expression somber. "I'm sorry to tell you this, but the patient was pronounced dead at the scene. She was brought here for... postmortem care. You can find her in the morgue."
"What!" Thalassa's whole body shook violently, the last thread of hope within her snapping.
It felt like a thunderclap had gone off in her head, leaving her so unsteady she could hardly stand.
"Thalassa..." Lysander caught her as she nearly collapsed, noting her ashen face and quivering lips. His heart also twisted painfully.
He had sensed trouble but never imagined Evelyn had died in a car crash.
"Let me help you to the morgue," Lysander said, his voice rough with emotion as he supported Thalassa's trembling frame.
Without his aid, she might have crumpled to the ground.
Biting her lip, Thalassa followed Lysander toward the morgue in despair, each movement feeling like a descent into hell.
Upon arriving, they encountered the mortician, who was preparing Evelyn's body.
Thalassa saw her mother lying on the cold, hard slab, her face under the harsh light, marred by blood not fully cleaned, the left side of her skull caved in from the car crash.
Had the doctor not informed her beforehand, Thalassa would have never recognized her own mother.
Evelyn was beyond recognition, a sight too gruesome to bear.
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