Chapter 115

Noella’s POV

My heart was heaving forcefully as if a jack had been placed to lie on it, my mind was unrest and in toil. What had happened to him? Was it the stress of the escape? I began to feel guilty, if it was not for my selfish interest Logan would not collapse like that. He was only ten for crying out loud, why?!

I hopped into my car after placing in at the back seat, Benita sat beside him and held on to him while Sara occupied the passenger seat beside me. I drove like a mad person to the hospital and we rushed him in, occupying a bed and even a ward before the doctor could have even thought of giving us a look.

After several attention calling, we finally got a doctor and she run lots of tests on him after Sara had explained what had happened and how it happened.

We waited patiently while I tried to be patient and not restless. All that coursed through my mind was the possibility of having to lose my one and only son.

The pain and anguish,