CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
PEARL
Hearing Dr. Smith's words, I felt my world crumbling around me. My grandma had been fighting so hard to stay alive, and now it seemed like she might not make it. I felt a wave of guilt wash over me, knowing that I had not been there for her when she needed me most.
But I also felt a surge of anger towards Ivan, he should have just let me go, if he had let me go, I would have had the chance to speak with my grandma, maybe she wouldn't have fallen into the condition she was in.
"I hate him," I uttered through gritted teeth, my fists balled up at my sides.
“You what?” Dr Smith raised a curious brow at me as I quickly shook my head.
“Nothing…” I said, taking a deep breath.
"I understand that you're upset," Dr. Smith began, his voice gentle and understanding.
