[Margaret's POV]
"I told you earlier that you wouldn't agree, but Aunt Judy just knelt on the ground and wouldn't get up, forcing me to make this trip to plead with you on Angel's behalf..."
Henry said with a self-mocking laugh, his eyes on Donald conveying helplessness and guilt. He continued, "I'm sorry, Donald, I perhaps shouldn't have come! I should have considered this matter from your perspective... Don't be mad, just pretend I wasn't here tonight, I'll leave now."
The hospital room was very quiet, Henry's words falling to the ground like dead weight.
I glanced at Donald's somewhat indifferent expression, and when I turned away, I couldn't help but quietly say, "But you are already here..."
He paused for a moment, then turned his face to look at me.