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As she entered the hospital, her mind was still reeling from the events of the morning. She had just gotten married, but it felt like a dream. A surreal, unbelievable dream. She couldn't even begin to process it.
She made her way back to her sister's ward, lost in thought. She didn't even notice her sister's eyes were open until she heard a weak voice call out to her.
"Sister... Ivelle..."
Ivelle snapped back to reality, her eyes focusing on her sister's pale face. "Oh, thank God you're awake!" she exclaimed, rushing to her side.
But as she looked into her sister's eyes, she saw the pain and fear there. And suddenly, it all came flooding back. The blood, the accident, the hospital... everything.
Ivelle nodded sadly, tears welling up in her eyes. Her sister's eyes burst open in response, and she let out a sob.
Ivelle tried to hug her sister, holding her close as they both cried silently. She was torn apart by grief and guilt. She had just lost her dad and mom, and now she was almost on the verge of losing her sister too.
But she knew she had to be strong. For her sister's sake, she had to be strong.
As they hugged, Ivelle felt a sense of determination wash over her. She would get through this. She would take care of her sister, no matter what. And she would uncover the truth behind her mysterious marriage.
After the emotional reunion with her sister, Ivelle spent the rest of the day by her side, comforting and caring for her. She helped her with her medication, fed her, and just sat with her, holding her hand.
As the day wore on, her sister grew tired and eventually fell asleep. Ivelle sat with her for a while longer, watching her sleep and trying to process everything that had happened.
Finally, she got up and left the hospital, heading back to her childhood home, where her mother had passed away. It was a hard thing to do, but she knew she had to take care of her mother's body and begin the funeral preparations.
With a heavy heart, she went to her mother's room and gently washed and dressed her. She then began making phone calls to arrange for the funeral, her mind numb with grief.
As the day drew to a close, she paid the funeral home to take care of the arrangements, feeling a sense of relief that it was all being taken care of.
But as she walked back to her home, she decided to gather some clothes and things that her sister might need during her recovery. As she entered her home, she was surprised to see the black car of the mysterious man parked outside.
Her heart skipped a beat as she wondered what he wanted now. She hadn't expected to see him again, especially not so soon. She felt a sense of trepidation as she approached the car, wondering what lay ahead.