Theo took Byran's phone without a second thought and walked out to answer it.
Ellinor tilted her head slightly, watching Theo retreating.
Jonah, who had just stepped out to contact the hospital, slowly walked back in to inform everyone.
"Don't worry, folks. The hospital has already sent an ambulance. Haillie will be receiving treatment shortly."
Byran looked at Haillie with a worried look. "Haillie, did you hear that? Your foot will be treated soon. Everything's going to be okay."
However, Haillie didn't respond.
The on-site doctor pinched Haillie's philtrum to revive her slightly.
Although Haillie woke up, she still appeared weak and hopeless. She said weakly, "My foot is ruined. Why are you even bothering to save me? I'd rather die."
Hearing this, Byran was very concerned. "Haillie, you can't think like that. You and my sister are close friends. If you give up, it'll hurt her too."
Hearing Byran mention his sister, Haillie let out a self-deprecating sigh. "Only Patricia would care about me."
Byran insisted, "Haillie, we all care about you. Isn't that right, Jonah?"
Jonah gave a slight nod, chuckling, "Yeah, Haillie. Keep your chin up, get treated, then find the best physiotherapist when you're healed. We believe you can still be the best ballerina."
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Kiss that Sparked it All