The harsh, antiseptic scent of the hospital permeated the air as Jasper stood at the foot of Sandra's hospital bed, his heart heavy with fear and worry.
Sandra lay on the stark white sheets, her face pale and drawn with pain as the medical staff hovered around her, working diligently to treat her gunshot wound.
Jasper Smith (Anita's son)
*Tears welled up in his eyes as he watched, his chest tightening with guilt and anguish.*
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