Kathrine pushed the door open and stepped into the quiet hospital room. The faint beeping of the monitor filled the silence, steady yet unsettling. Hugo lay on the bed, pale and unmoving, an oxygen tube resting beneath his nose.
She stopped beside the bed for a moment before speaking.
"You should head back home, Mom. I will stay with Dad tonight."
Roseline looked up from the chair beside the bed, her expression sharpening instantly. "Why would I leave? Do you think I will hurt him or something?"
Kathrine let out a slow breath, already tired of the defensiveness in her mother's tone. She folded her arms and met Roseline's gaze without flinching.
"As much as I hate to say it, I cannot trust anything right now. Not until Dad wakes up and tells me what pushed him to take such a drastic step."
Roseline's eyes darkened at once. She rose from her chair, the movement abrupt and filled with restrained fury.
