"How is it, Bella? Is there any hope?" Celeste's eyes were filled with anticipation as she looked at Arabella, waiting for her to deliver a miracle.
Arabella's gaze fell on her, and with a hesitant voice, she said, "Mrs. Temple, there's no sign of life."
"No, no." Celeste shook her head, refusing to believe, "Please check her again. I feel that she's still with us."
If Dr. Bella said she was alive, then she must be!
The girl in the coffin, after the undertaker's makeup and grooming, looked like a sleeping princess, no different from usual.
"She really isn't breathing anymore." Arabella said sorrowfully, "She's already gone."
Celeste couldn't handle the blow. Her daughter was still lying there, just like how she remembered from their trip to a popular flower field last year. Her daughter was lying amongst the colorful blooms, eyes closed while they took beautiful pictures.
Her daughter was just like that now, lying amongst the flowers.
She was just sleeping.
She was only sleeping!
"Closing the casket." the funeral director announced.
"No, don't close it. Crystal, don't leave me." Celeste cried out, fainting from the emotional strain.
"Celeste, Celeste." Alger rushed to her, tears streaming down his face, "Someone, call the doctor."
"Let's lay her down. I'll take care of this." Arabella had anticipated this situation and brought the acupuncture kit that Romeo had given her.
"Bella, how's Celeste? Did she faint from excessive grief?" Louisa anxiously asked from the side.
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