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rushed to my side. Brad, my sweet boy, had tears in his
eyes.
“It was my fault but I didn’t mean to push him so hard,”
Logan admitted guilty. He looked like he about to cry too.
“It was no one’s fault. It was purely an accident,” Colton
jumped in. He grasped Logan by the shoulders. “Not your
fault, buddy. You guys were just playing.”
Colton nodded toward the end of the corridor. “He’s in
room four.”
I left the boys with Colton and rushed to room four. The
first thing I saw when I entered the much smaller room was
Maddox with a sleeping Iris strapped to his chest. When he
moved to the side, my gaze finally landed on Noah.
My poor injured boy had the biggest smile on his face as
he sucked on a lollipop. He had a bandage around his head.
“This must be mommy,” the doctor said as a greeting.
“Noah is a big boy. He barely even flinched when I stitched
him, right?”
My legs were shaking so hard I could barely stand up
straight. Blood roared between my ears and adrenaline
coursed through my veins. My skin prickled with anxiety
and the room grew blurry, the voices distant.
Noah eyed the doctor, giving her his best puppy eyes
and the charming smile that he got from his father. “Can I
have another candy?”
Maddox chuckled. “He’s using that look.”
The doctor handed Noah another lollipop. “You’re going
to break hearts, aren’t you?”
My knees weakened and I lowered myself onto the chair
next to the door. The doctor patted me on the shoulder.
“He’s fine. I’ll leave you three alone for a moment.”
Shame and guilt gnawed at me, digging its deadly claws
under my skin. The whispers were back again. Echoing in
my ears. Taunting me. Telling me how horrible a mother I
was.