She walked toward me, her expression a mixture of pity and disgust. “Olivia, the act has gone too far. That’s enough blood to drain a person comp- letely. Did you use chicken blood? Pig’s blood? You should have at least researched what a real hemorrhage looks like before you tried a stunt like
this.”
I was on the verge of breaking. I couldn’t believe, even now, she refused to see the truth.
Helen if you don’t believe me lift the blanket and look for yourself!” Ischbod
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“Helen, if you don’t believe me, lift the blanket and look for yourself!” I sobbed. “How can you be so cruel? Are you even human? If anything happe-
ns to my sister, I swear to God, I will never forgive you.”
Her face hardened. “Is that any way to speak to your elders?”
Our argument drew an even larger crowd. Just then, a pair of swinging doors down the hall opened and Dr. Vance emerged, pulling off his surgical
mask. He stopped, his brow furrowed in annoyance. “What is all this noise? This is a hospital.”
Helen intercepted him before I could. “Dr. Vance, just a couple of kids throwing a tantrum. I’ll have it handled in a moment. You must be exhausted
after your surgery. Let me have someone get you some tea.”
Dr. Vance’s eyes, however, were fixed on the floor. “What happened here? Why is there so much blood?”
Helen laughed lightly. “Oh, that? It’s fake.”
“It’s real,” I choked out, realizing who he was. I stumbled forward and fell to my knees in front of him. “Dr. Vance, I’m Olivia Sterling. My sister… I
