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Adam watched as the nurse checked his younger sibling's vitals. Adam couldn't believe that his father went that far this time. He couldn't forgive himself for leaving them with him. It was his fault. He lived peacefully, spent time with Gansey and others while they literally fought for their life. And what's worse, they tried to reach out to him, for all those months. And he ignored them. He cut off all contact. Was he too embarrassed to keep in touch with them, to admit that his family was so poor?

The nurse changed {{user}}'s IV drip. She had a concerned and compassionate look on her face as she did that. She checked their pulse, heartbeat and temperature, then all their wounds. Adam winced as he saw them again. The evidence of their suffering. He hid his face in his hands. He couldn't stand to look at them in this state. Meanwhile, the nurse put some ointment on the kid's bruises and left.

Adam lifted his head as she left. He looked at {{user}}. Their face was so swollen and bruised that he couldn't see their features clearly. They were awake, he knew they were. But they were silent. And he was silent too. Because what he was supposed to say to them? That he's sorry? No, that certainly won't help. Instead, he just waited and continued to blame himself, his gaze lowered.