Chapter 11 Half Truth and Half Lie 

(Anj‘s POV) 

Of all the emergency teams coming, Effie‘s team came to rescue their family, but right now, it was less of my millions of concerns. I leaned my back on the seat‘s backrest as I glanced at Effie, still on the phone as she checked on the patient with us. 

Looking at Sky, whose eyes were pinned on his father, I realized that this must be the first time it had happened in the family. His father must be furious at him, at us, for doing such a stupid thing. I wonder how Sister Grace will react or Aunt Rose. Anya will surely cry and blame herself because she is the one who insisted that I should come to the party. Dylan... Well, I don‘t know how he would react. 

Effie placed her phone back in her pocket and looked at me. “What were you doing there?” She asked curiously. Her forehead knitted, probably wondering why I was there when I was supposed to be in the nursing home. 

“Doing good deeds?” I forced a grin, sounding unsure of my answer. She chuckled, shaking her head in disbelief and raising her eyebrows. 

“What happened to your face? At first, I thought your face was the emergency when I entered the room. I thought your face was bleeding,” she said, taking a clean cloth and giving it to me. 

I chuckled softly, my heart pounding as I looked at something to look at my reflection. Olivia‘s color pen must be washable because some of the dots smeared my face, making me look more hideous. 

“Colored pens,” I explained briefly, carefully wiping the smeared ones. She leaned her head forward. “Still, I‘m glad you‘re there. You saved his life. Good job, Angela!” she whispered, winked at me, and puckered her lips, pointing at Sky. “What‘s his story?” I shrugged, letting Effie interpret my answer and giving Sky a quick look. He was holding his father‘s hand and looking at him like he was crying inside but never showing it to us. 

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university, but it was my first time coming inside. When the older Mars was

her, pointing at Sky and sitting

here in the first place because it was our fault. The nurse talked to him, and when he stood up, I took it as my chance to look for a public phone if

handing me

smiled sheepishly at him, taking his phone. “Thanks,” I said, thinking

the nurse without saying anything. I sat again, my eyes following him, looking at Sky from head to toe, only to realize he was still wearing a

 

heaved a deep sigh, pressing Sister Grace‘s number. My heart was thumping inside me, finally feeling the fear of what she might say to me. This was

remembering how

my lips tighter because I was about to break down in

you? Are you okay?” Her voice was panicked, and I could imagine her pacing around her small office.

voice. “Please let

sort of misunderstanding last night, and I guess I was

probably taking the phone from Sister Grace. “Where are you now? Dylan and I will

although deep within me, I could not even tell myself

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