She fell to her knees by the bed, wanting to grasp his hand...
Raphael Bailey's fingernails were greyish black, swollen from the constant bloodletting, as if they had been brutally beaten.
Anna Jadwin's eyes widened, her tears falling in despair.
Wayne Bailey had never told her; every time she asked about Raphael Bailey's condition, he would say the doctors were in control, the situation was stable.
She always hoped for the best, thinking that he was stable, that The Baileys' Manor's skilled doctors would take good care of him.
But she had never imagined that even when Raphael Bailey had nearly died yesterday, Wayne Bailey still hadn't told her.
What if the servants hadn't saved him? Would there already be a quiet funeral happening right now?
Knowing Wayne's character, he wouldn't tell her until he had the Blue Tourmaline; he would never speak of it.
Anna Jadwin's mind went blank, crying unceasingly, "Raphael Bailey, Raphael Bailey... I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."
