In My Desperate Time

This is the third floor.
If she falls, she won't be safe!
Ignoring any grudge, I take a step forward and try to pull Sabina back.
Unexpectedly, it is too late. I don't catch her hand.
!
Sabina shouts and falls straight down.
In the end, she lies on the ground and doesn't move.
I am so scared. I run out the door and down the stairs.
As I run, I shout, "Doctor! Someone falls off the building!"
When I get there, the doctors have already carried Sabina inside.
There is much blood on the ground, and it looks scary.
I feel heart-wrenching.
I just wanted to protect my mother, but I didn't expect that I would accidentally push Sabina over the window.
I hope she is fine, or I'll be guilty.
After such a big incident, even if I don't want to contact Frances, I still have to give him a call.
After the call is put through, he anxiously says, "My mother just ran out of the house. I wonder if she is coming to see you. Be
careful, I'm on my way there."
I don't want to figure out whether his words are true or false now.
I take a deep breath to calm down and say to him, "I just accidentally pushed your mother off the building. She's in the operating
room now. Come over here quickly."
With that, I hung up the phone.

However, I feel pain in my heart.
With so many things happening, the relationship between Frances and I will be totally ruined.
It turns out that the short-term happiness we had before was like the tranquility before the storm.
I force a smile and turns back to the ward.
Mom sits dumbfounded on the bed.
After seeing me, she hurriedly asks, "How is she? Is she alright?"
Mom's voice is quavered unconsciously. It seems that she is nervous.
I force a smile and say to my mother, "I don't know. When I went down, she was carried into the operating room. However, how
can she be fine after falling off the building?"
Mom doesn't say anything, but her expression becomes even gloomier.
Ten minutes later, Frances calls me.
But I don't answer it.
Now I don't know what to say to him.
Two minutes later, Frances arrives at the door of the ward.
He walks in and pulls me out without saying anything.
"What are you doing? Let me go!"
He pulls hard, so I can't shake his hand off.
"Jane, listen to me. I really have nothing to do with your father's car accident. Can you trust me? The child's incident caused
such a big misunderstanding because you didn't trust me then. Can't you trust me this time?"
He looks at me and says very seriously.
I want to believe.

I really want to believe.