Helanie:
"Helanie, what are you doing here?" Norman asked, slowly pulling his hands behind his back.
"He forgot about me because he decided missing Azura was more important than being there for me," I stated, my voice breaking. Why would he do that to me?
"He must have forgotten, you know what he's going through," Norman tried to explain, but I shook my head—I wasn't going to be fooled by that reason.
"And he only remembered Azura? He told me he forgets about people when they're not around him. Azura hadn't been around for years, yet he remembered her?" I was feeling so drained and useless.
"Helanie, we should wait for him to wake up and then let him tell us what happened. Don't assume the worst," Norman was, of course, taking his brother's side.
"Let me see," I held my hand up for him to give me the pictures, and he shook his head.
"You're not doing that to yourself," he mumbled, not handing over the pictures.
