043 - Fault

When Preston and I were panicking about taking care of Mr. Hawthorne, who had been lying on the floor for two minutes, Mrs. Victoria and Spencer didn't do anything. They just stood and looked at us expressionlessly. I really wanted to scream at them and immediately seek help. However, what can I do? I'm nothing, right?

"Mr. Hawthorne, hold on. Please," I whispered.

I tried to listen to Mr. Hawthorne by putting my ear close. I can still feel it bit by bit, even though it's very weak. I looked back at Preston, who had finished walking around looking for and calling for help.

"Preston, how is it?" I asked again.

"In a moment, they will be here. I'll let you go downstairs, sir." Preston was informed immediately.

"Okay, hurry!" I panicked even more when I saw no movement at all from Mr. Hawthorne.

"There's no need to look so worried," explained Mrs. Victoria in an annoying tone.

I didn't look back at him at all or even respond to his words. I was trying to hold back my emotions, which had
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