Book TRK
Chapter 215
Chapter 215
By the time Leanne realized what was happening, he had already turned around and vanished into the night, his strides confident and swift.
Back in her office, Leanne placed the third cake on her desk.
It was too much for her to eat alone, so she decided to share it with some of the night shift colleagues and a few patients who were still awake.
She had thought of giving some to Belinda too, but she wasn’t in her room-probably at her daughter’s side again.
Carrying the cakes, Leanne made her way to the pediatric oncology ward. On the way, she received a text from Amy, who was staying up late for the Christmas’ celebrations.
“Did you hear there were fireworks tonight? So cool! Wish I’d taken your shift.”
Leanne texted back, “What, was the dinner at home not good, or was the TV series boring?”
Amy replied, “The TV series’ nothing compared to the excitement, and who knows which mogul was declaring his love for his darling wife.”
Leanne was a bit taken aback by the words, but curious..
“Declaration of love?”
“You didn’t see? How could you miss it at the hospital?”
Amy quickly sent over a few photos taken by colleagues from other departments, had been shared in the group chats.
As Leanne walked, she opened the photos.
She had missed some of the fireworks show, and with it, something special. Someon had captured each moment, piecing together the words formed by the fireworks.
The images strung together formed a sentence- “I love you more than anything.”
It felt like something in Leanne’s heart was softly stirred.
Curtis, when he put his mind to it, could make anyone fall.
The midnight fireworks had turned half the city as bright as day, with crowds cheering and still talking about it excitedly.
But no one knew that the grand romantic display was meant for just one person.
When Leanne reached Jada’s room, most of the lights were off. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.
Only the bed by the door had its light on, where a little boy must have thrown up after
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chemotherapy, and his family was cleaning up quietly.
Belinda had set up a makeshift folding bed in the corner of the room. Seeing that she and Jada were asleep, Leanne thought about leaving.
“Dr. Castillo,” Jada called out softly from her bed, sitting up.
“Why aren’t you asleep?” Leanne asked in a whisper.
“I fell asleep but then woke up again,” Jada said, her eyes fixating on the cake in Leanne’s hand.
Seeing her gaze, Leanne smiled, “Would you like a piece?”
Jada glanced at her mother, asleep, then nodded.
Leanne helped her into a jacket, and Jada put on the hat Leanne had given her. They stepped out of the room, heading toward the nurses’ station.
The cake Leanne brought was a butterfly cake from Curtis, a novelty that even the night nurse hadn’t seen before, earning it much praise.
Leanne cut the cake, sharing it with everyone, including herself. The frosting must have had a hint of lemon juice in it, making it sweet but not cloying, very refreshing.
After eating, Leanne was about to take her back to rest when Jada hesitated, then in a tone far too mature for her age, said, “Dr. Castillo, can I talk to you for a moment?”
“Of course,” Leanne replied.
The nurse tactfully left the room, and Jada sat in the adult-sized chair opposite her feet not quite reaching the floor.
“Dr. Castillo, can you talk to my mom?” Jada asked, her legs tensely crossed, he pursed. “I want to give my eyes to her.”
Leanne was taken aback.
The hospital and the Red Cross had been clear: given Jada’s grim prognosis, if the w were to happen, her corneas could be donated to Belinda. As for her other organs, the would need further tests to determine their eligibility for donation.
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