(Myra’s POV)
Breaking the eye contact, he nodded and went out of Brave’s room. A sigh of relief escaped my mouth. It was an indescribable feeling when he was glaring at making involuntarily shudder.
After making sure that Alaric has left Brave’s room, Sara said, "Now, that no one is disturbing us, I will take you to Brave."
Through the screen, I looked at his tranquil figure, lying in bed. Although it was from so distance, but he seed way better than when I saw him in person the last ti, I visited his room. His breathing was even. He really seed in deep slumber.
A pang of sorrow hit when I saw him like that. I don’t know why I am feeling this way, maybe I feel pity towards him or is it remorse. A voice inside my head stopped from overthinking, ’Stop Myra, just stop. You don’t need to feel sorry for anybody.’ I reminded myself.
Sara’s voice brought back from my inner thoughts, "Brave, see. Who has called to talk to you." As expected, there was no reply from him and his eyes remained shut.
Clearing my throat, I greeted him, trying to sound polite, "Hey, Brave. It’s Myra."
Again, sa old, no reaction whatsoever.
I pursed my lips tightly into a thin line. I didn’t know what to say next. What should I even say to him. In awkwardness, I blurt out, "Brave, Sara told you have been doing quiet well. Your injuries have healed as well. You look handso~ I an good." As soon as the last sentence left my mouth, I pinched myself hard, ’What am I blabbering, he looks handso? I am going insane. Ohhhh gosh.’
Sara said nothing from the other side. She wasn’t even visible to . ’Has she left?’
I continued with my words, "I don’t know if hearing my voice can help you or not but I just want to say ......" I huffed ... my voice beca a bit hoarse, "I am sorry. Whatever happened between us that night, I shouldn’t have said those words about you. I shouldn’t have called you a monster. Though, you didn’t hear say it but still it wasn’t right on my part. You were badly wounded and I~ I ....." my voice crackled as I stopped.
Suddenly, I could hear the sound of rustling from the other side of the screen and Sara’s shrieking voice bood, piercing my ears. The sound of machine beeping followed. Sara’s phone must have fallen as the screen turned dark.
"Brave ..... Brave, wh~ what’s happening?" Sara’s voice sounded nervous. I got up from my chair. My stomach twisted as I felt anxious.
I questioned, I could feel my voice getting louder, "Sara, what happened to Brave .... SARA?"
No reply ca from the other side. Only her frantic call for help was heard. Soon, I heard Alaric’s voice, he sounded worried, "Mother ... don’t be anxious ... Dr. Andrew is on his way ..." and soon after that I heard Elio’s stress filled voice, "Mother ... brother Alaric ..... what have you guys done for Brother Brave to have such reaction." He sounded angry as he reprimanded Alaric, "Brother Al, what is going on? You said you will stay the night, that is why I returned to my room. But~ .... Step aside."
Panic surged inside , ’What is exactly going on there?’
I waited and waited but didn’t cut the call. My anxiety creeping up with each second.
My mind reeled back to my words, "Have I said sothing I shouldn’t have?’ But I was still unaware of what was truly going on. With no choice left, I disconnected the video call and called Sara again. She didn’t pick up. I called twice, thrice ... five tis but she didn’t answer even once.
With no choice left, I called Nora frantically. She answered my call. The surprise in her voice was quite evident, "Myra ... you are calling? Am I dreaming?"
"Nora, how is Brave? What is happening out there?" I asked her. My palms turned damp and sticky from tension.
"Brother Brave?" she sounded puzzled. ’Isn’t she aware?’
I instructed her, "Go to Brave’s room. Sothing has happened to him. Go ... There ... Fast."
She didn’t say anything. Soon, her voice beca strained, "Myra, tell what’s goi~" she stopped mid sentenced and her voice sounded frantic, "What the fuck is happening?"
The sound of her huffing and puffing was heard. She must be dashing towards Brave’s room. The next thing I heard was Sara’s painfilled voice again, "Elio, why is Brave gasping like that? Why is his body reacting like that?"
Nora’s voice followed, "Brother Brave ... Myra .... I will call you back. Sothing has happened to Brother Brave. I will talk to you later," and without waiting for my reply the phone call disconnected.
I called again but Nora didn’t answer. My head was buzzing with countless dreadful scenarios. Involuntarily, my eyes turned watery and my nose tingled as I tried shoved them back. I paced back and forth across my room, not knowing what to do next, whom to call, how to know Brave’s condition.
I felt my throat turning parched. I chugged down the glass full of water and started coughing violently as I spilled half of it on myself. My coughs must have been loud as Wendy barged inside my room without knocking and hurried towards . She patted my back comfortingly and said, "Why are you trembling? Relax sis."
Now that she said it, I realized my entire body was shivering. She embraced tightly and cald down. Soon, my hands stopped shaking. She asked, "What happened sis?"
I reigned my emotions in check and replied with a wry smile, "Nothing ... I just drank water carelessly."
Wendy gave a hard stare but didn’t say anything. She helped settled on my chair and went to get a new night shirt for to change into. She placed it in front of but didn’t move, concerned etched on her face.
To Be Continued . . . . . . . . . .
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