"Calm down Clara, let's hear her out." Jane whispered, scared to raise her voice higher than it's current tone.
"I made Ignas take me to another hospital in the neighbouring state, and we were told same. Then two weeks ago, we went to St. Gregory at the capital, they said the same thing." Priscilla said.
"And at what time were you planning to tell me?" Clara snapped.
"Soon, I swear to you, I wanted to tell you soon enough. I was just waiting for the right time." She broke into another sob. "Ignas, tell her, I wanted to tell her at the right time please."
Ignas nodded, bringing her friend's head to her shoulder. "It's okay, she knows, she understands."
