A sense of unease gripped me, and I couldnât shake the feeling that this wasnât truly the end of things.
It could just be the start of something new!
All the police officers and medical staff had vacated the scene.
Caleb, unable to contain his bewilderment any Longer, asked anxiously, âDebra, whatâs wrong? Why did Dylan call you Mommy?â
I yearned to tell him, but I was grappling with the words to convey.
To be perfectly honest, I couldnât quite wrap my head around it either.
The vertigo still clung to me, refusing to relent.
However, one thing remained steadfast in my mind-Dylan was undoubtedly my son.
Watching him bleed sent a surge of concern coursing through me, prompting me to exclaim with genuine worry, âIâll tell you the details later.
Dylan is injured.
Letâs take him to see a doctor now.
â
Caleb shared my worries about Dylan, and he readily agreed.
âAlright, promise me you wonât keep anything from me this time,â he urged.
Together, Caleb and I escorted Dylan back to the ward, and we quickly called the attending physician.
The doctor exhibited a commendable sense of responsibility and swiftly instructed the nurse to arrange for the examination.
However, as the nurse attempted to transfer Dylan onto the mobile bed for the CT scan, he clutched my hand tightly, his face fraught with panic and unease.
My heart ached.
It seemed evident that Dylan had never experienced a motherâs love from Denise, leaving him anxious and fearful that I might abandon him at any moment.
I planted a tender ki*s on his forehead and offered gentle reassurance.
âDylan, Iâm not going anywhere.
Iâll be waiting for you right outside the CT room.
I promise youâll spot me right away after the exam, alright?â
Dylan reluctantly released her hand, a flicker of doubt in his eyes.
Following an exhaustive examination, the doctor emerged from the room, wearing a reassuring smile.
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âThe patientâs injuries are primarily superficial, apart from the fright.
The wounds on his arm and neck are minor, and theyâll heal nicely after a thorough disinfection and bandaging.
The CT report should be ready within an hour.
The nurse will bring it to you shortly.
All you need to do now is administer his medication punctually.
There shouldnât be any major issues.
â
Caleb and I breathed a collective sigh of relief, our worries dissipating like morning mist.
Debraâs POV:
Caleb and I escorted Dylan back to his ward, walking side by side down the hospital corridor.
My heart still raced, replaying the chaotic rooftop encounter with Denise in my mind.
Fear continued to grip me.
Had my witch power not appeared at that very moment, Dylan might have met a tragic end.
We would be left staring at his corpse.
Denise was merciless.
She nearly robbed me of my son.
It was imperative to uncover the truth and ensure Dylanâs safety, no matter the cost.