Page 385 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 2
"I'm sorry, sir, that's just not possible."
I glanced to my right where there was a door marked hospital personnel only. I started walking toward it.
"Sir!" she called after me. "Sir, you can't go back there!"
I pushed open the doors, ignoring her. "Penny!" I called at the top of my lungs. "Penny!" It felt like I couldn't breathe.
An orderly rushed out of a door down the hall. "You're not allowed in here," he said as he hurried toward me.
"Penny!" I yelled again. I turned my head toward one of the glass partitions.Not her.I kept walking.
"You really can't be back here," the orderly said and grabbed my shoulder.
I pushed him off of me.
"Penny!" The desperation in my voice made me feel crazy. Was I losing my mind? Was any of this really happening?
The orderly tugged on my arm and I shoved him again.
I needed to find her. I needed to see that she was okay.
"We need security up here," he said into a walkie talkie. "Now."
And that's when I saw her. I was looking through a glass, like I was watching something that couldn't possibly be happening. Her face was pale. There was a tube down her throat. She no longer looked like my wife. She looked empty. Like a shell of who she once was. I put my hand against the glass partition. "Baby." And a piece of me died.
The Light to My Darkness - Chapter 35
Monday
James
"Get off of me!" I yelled as the security guards pulled me back through the doors. "She needs me! My wife needs me." I tried to fight them off.
"Daddy!"
I stopped fighting when I saw my daughter running toward me. And I fell to my knees. Because the sight of her pained me. Her mouth. Her nose. Her hair. They weren't hers. They were her mother's. She was a living, breathing mini-replica of my wife. I closed my eyes as she launched herself into my arms. I tried to hold back my tears.
"Daddy, the snake came. You weren't here, and the snake came for Mommy."
She didn't understand what was happening. But she was right about one thing. This was all my fault.
"Daddy, is Mommy okay?" she asked.
I buried my face in her hair. How was I supposed to answer her? How was I supposed to look at her? How was I supposed to console her when I couldn't even look at her? "She's okay, pumpkin," I said into her hair and held her tighter. "She's going to be fine," I lied.
"I want Mommy."
Me too. God, me too.The image of Penny's pale face seared through my mind. It was haunting.
"Sir, you need to come with us," one of the security guards said.
"He's not going to go through the doors again," my father said.
An argument pursued, but I blocked it out.
"Daddy, I want Mommy," Scarlett mumbled into my neck.
"I know, pumpkin." I tried to keep my voice even. "But we have to wait a little bit."
