Chapter 417


    Brandon stood by the bed,ying it all out for him.


    There wasn''t a change on his face.


    Couldn’t me him, really. He was already prepared to kick the bucket, so what was left that could


    shake him? After he was gone, someone would definitely look out for Maka.


    In no time, the doc showed up, checked him over, and said, "Mr. Bourne, you''re weak as a kitten. You


    need to be admitted. If you feel off, give me a holler anytime."


    Elijah shut his eyes, and Brandon pulled the doc aside to get the details.


    "He''s not about to croak, is he?" Brandon asked.


    The doc said, "If he follows our recovery instructions, he should be fine. But he didn’t have got the will


    to live, and that''s not helping his recovery."


    Brandon nodded, "I''ll figure something out."


    About an hourter, Brandon brought Maka to the hospital.


    "Maka, your brother''s been through the wringer. Can you go and cheer him up?"


    Maka blinked, furrowed her brows, and tilted her head, asking, "How did he get hurt?"


    "His heart got hurt."


    "How can a heart get hurt?"


    "Well... he and Violette had a big blowout." Brandon exined it to her in the simplest way possible,


    "And now he doesn''t want to stick around. He wants to bite the dust. So, what you need to do is to pull


    him up by his bootstraps and get him to soldier on."


    Maka looked puzzled, "Then why don''t you call Violette? I''m afraid he won''t listen to me."


    Brandon said, "They had a falling out. He doesn''t want to see Violette. And you should stop looking for


    Violette too. They''re done."


    Maka asked, "Can I still look for Rita and Ian?"


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    Brandon retorted, "Your brother''s at death''s door, and you''re still bothered about other stuff?"


    Maka had no choice but to agree, "What should I do to stop him from biting the dust? Can you guide


    me?"


    Brandon took a deep breath, "Just stay by his side, and keep an eye on him."


    "Okay."


    Elijah drifted off, and when he came to, he saw Maka''s innocent face. She sat by his bedside, eyes


    wide open, staring at him.


    "Elijah," Maka said, "I don''t want you to leave me. What should I do if you leave? If you must leave,


    then take me with you! I don''t want to be alone in this world... I want to be with you..."


    "No one treats me with sincerity. Only you do." she whispered, "I can give up anything. I just want my


    brother."


    His eyes flickered.


    He felt the same way. Besides Maka, no one truly loved him.


    She grasped his hand, wrapping it with her tiny hands, "Elijah, your hand is cold. Let me warm it up for


    you."


    ......


    Four dayster, Elijah was discharged and went home to recuperate. That day, every major media


    outlet apologized for their previous bogus news reports.


    He was alive.


    He was discharged.


    He was starting a new life.


    And she would start anew too.


    Hopefully, from now on, their paths would never cross again, so neither of them would suffer any pain.


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    Her phone rang. She saw the caller ID and answered the call.


    "Violette, Elijah''s been discharged!" After days of hesitation, Odette finally decided to reach out to her.


    "I''ve already seen the news." Violette''s eyes dropped slightly, her voice calm.