Zaiden Gray hurriedly held onto Selena Summer, soothing her as they walked out of the hospital ward.
The door closed, leaving the ward in a sudden silence that was punctuated by Claire Perkins's cold laughter.
Arabella Vanderbilt placed the bouquet of flowers in a vase, meticulously arranging them into a beautiful shape before walking out with the vase in her hands.
Claire Perkins did not look at her, but her gaze was fixed on the vase of flowers on the cabinet.
"Aren't they beautiful?" Arabella asked.
"Hmm."
"It's a pity they'll wither by tomorrow."
Arabella's words drew Claire's gaze to her.
"What do you mean?"
Arabella sat beside the hospital bed, fiddling with the watch on her wrist.
"Because they're rootless, detached from their origin. The water in the vase is merely temporary sustenance for them, slowing their withering process."
