Russell, a medical student at the time, was a college buddy of Abigail and me. We met in the student council. He was known for being very responsible and patient. We often hung out together, relaxing and unwinding in our free time.
Unfortunately, his family decided to send him abroad to study during our second year. After he left, he changed his phone number, and we lost touch.
I never imagined Abigail would manage to track him down. Having someone I trusted around was such a relief, especially knowing how capable he was.
Russell was the top student back in college, and his good looks and intelligence made him really popular on campus. After completing his studies abroad, he became a renowned expert at a prestigious hospital. With him around, I believed Lana would be okay.
I followed Russell to Lana's ICU ward. My heart ached as I saw her hooked up to all the medical equipment. Sensing my distress, Russell gently patted my shoulder and reassured me, "Don't worry. I won't let anything happen to Lana."
His words gave me a brief moment of comfort.
Just then, someone unexpected appeared. Holding a bouquet of lilies, Blair walked toward me with graceful strides. Her eyes lit up the moment she saw me.
She hurried over, eager to ask, "Samuel, you look pale. Are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to help you get some rest?"
I gently pushed her hand away as she tried to support me. I shook my head, keeping my tone polite but distant. "No, I'm fine now."
I tried to step back, but Blair grabbed my hand, refusing to let go. "You always try to act tough," she said seriously. "It's clear you're not feeling well, so why won't you just admit it?"
I frowned, my face serious. "Ms. Shepherd, this is my personal business. It has nothing to do with you," I retorted.
Ignoring my words, Blair's expression grew more serious. "Is this necklace from Abigail?" she asked again.
My frown deepened, and I looked at her in confusion. "Ms. Shepherd, why are you so concerned about my personal life? Who gave me this necklace is none of your business. Please stop asking about it," I said firmly.
I tried to leave, but Blair blocked my path, refusing to let me go.
"No, you can't leave," she insisted. "You have to explain this to me!"
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