Out of Ashes Into His Heart novel Chapter 16

Gavin was truly enraged after I had slapped him for the third time. He thrust his elbow backward in fury, clearly aiming to strike the person who had grabbed his wrist from behind.

There were no yelps of pain as expected. Instead, Gavin's arms were expertly twisted and pinned against his back by the person behind him.

"You…"

Gavin turned his head, his eyes narrowed with a piercing, menacing glare.

His expression froze when he saw who was behind him. "Tom?"

Tom calmly shot him a cold look. "Don't cause a scene in the hospital. People are watching!"

Gavin pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, forcefully pulling back his arms from behind him as Tom willingly released him.

"Gavin!"

At that moment, Alex rushed out upon hearing the commotion. His eyes were bloodshot as he rushed at Gavin with a loud yell.

Caleb, who had been following closely behind Gavin, quickly stepped in to stop my brother's advance.

"What are you doing?" Gavin's mother was in a panic. "Stop fighting!"

She was powerless to stop him. Deep down, she knew that the mess today, which included the loss of a life, was indeed Gavin's fault.

"Tom, take Gavin away!"

The drama at the entrance finally came to an end after Tom forcibly dragged Gavin away.

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For the next few days, the Goulds did not show up again.

I busied myself with preparations for my mother's funeral, to the point where I had no time to be sad.

Today, I received a call from the nurse to go and collect my mother's belongings in the hospital.

Dawn was worried about me going there alone, so she accompanied me.

My mother hadn't been in the hospital for a long time, but she had left behind quite a number of items. I only brought a suitcase with me, and I realized I couldn't fit everything in.

"Grace, wait here for a moment. I'll get a bag from the nurse. I'll be right back, so don't go anywhere," Dawn worriedly said.

I nodded. "Sure."

Once Dawn had left the room, I got up to tidy the bed, making sure nothing was left behind.

As I lifted the pillow, I saw something hidden underneath it.

It was a sack filled with items.

Loosening the drawstring, I saw several brightly colored balls of yarn and a half-finished baby hat.

My vision suddenly began to blur, and my heart felt like it was tightly squeezed by a huge hand. The pain was so unbearable that I almost couldn't breathe.

This was a baby hat that my mother had been crocheting for my unborn child.

I could almost picture her secretly knitting the hat, her heart filled with anticipation at the thought of meeting her grandchild.

But she would never get the chance to meet my baby.

Because of me.

It was all because of me.

I clutched the unfinished baby hat and collapsed to the ground as I sobbed uncontrollably.

"Grace!"

When Dawn came back and saw me crying on the ground, she hurriedly helped me up.

Her eyes were fixed on the tears that flowed down my face, and she eventually noticed the teardrops landing on the baby hat in my hands.

"Grace, don't cry…Don't let your mom leave this earth without a peace of mind…" Dawn's eyes reddened as she turned away, wiping her tears. She tried to stay strong while comforting me.

I had no idea how long I had cried. My sobs were weak and drawn out, like a small animal that was being bullied harshly and the mother nowhere to be found.