Chapter 441

Chapter 441

Caitlyn lay there quietly, wearing an oxygen mask. There was no visible mist coming from the mask, and the numbers on the monitor beside her had dropped to an extreme low.

She was so thin that she seemed to blend into the operating table.

All of this told her that the person on this bed was nearing the end of her life.

Celeste held Caitlyn’s hand.

Caitlyn had beautiful handwriting, so she often had calluses on her middle finger from gripping a pen.

thin, so her hands had some flesh. But now, her hand was so thin that it seemed to be just bones, with needle marks and protruding veins on the back of her hand, looking very different from

been six years and eight months since the car accident, and Caitlyn’s white hair had grown a

appearance, so maybe she didn’t want to

bent down to help Caitlyn

unable to hold back her tears. She whispered, “Celeste, let Aunt Trisha

fingers trembled, and she softly agreed. Then,

machine slowly dropped to zero, and the machine let out a

over and said, “Take care,” then slowly covered Caitlyn’s face with

the next couple of days and remove the body, as there wasn’t much space in the hospital morgue.

cry or

she settled accounts with the medical staff. Then, she went to Caitlyn’s room to start packing up her

calm

a hospital gown. There were even no clothes in the ward, just some towels and a

her mother had been in this hospital room for so many years,

to pack

tapes into her bag as if nothing had

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