But why did this sorrow engulf her so deeply?

It felt even more profound than when she had discovered Lloyd's betrayal.

At this moment, the shrill ring of her phone pierced through her thoughts.

Gathering herself, she took a deep breath and reached for the phone.

It was her brother, Bart Shear, calling.

Just as she pressed the answer button, Bart's voice, filled with anxiety, echoed from the other end.

“Maggie, are you free? Can you come to the hospital right now?" lhat's happened? Are you alright?" lease, just come here quickly!" urged Bart.

‘Okay, I'll be right there."

Swiftly ending the call, Maggie grabbed her bag and bolted out the door.

The hospital loomed ahead, and as she arrived, her chest heaved from her brisk pace.

Bart awaited her at the foyer, visible even from a distance.

“Bart, are you alright?"

Maggie quickened her steps, scanning her brother up and down with concern.

“Maggie, you're finally here. Don't worry, I‘m fine."

Bart was only eighteen years old, recently enrolled in university, and was good-looking.

Maggie cherished her brother dearly.

Seeing him unharmed, she Let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding.

“Why did you need to call me here in such a rush? What happened?"

Bart did not waste any time beating around the bush.

"I got into a fight. The guy I fought with is here in the hospital now, demanding compensation from me. I didn't know what to do, and I couldn't bring myself to tell Mom and Dad. I had no choice but to call you.”

Maggie's worried expression slowly morphed into a frown.

“Why would you get into a fight? Is the person seriously injured?"