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Albert's Arms Short Story

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“Trust me,” she said softly still enveloped in Albert’s arms as she quietly cried in his arms. They both waited in the room silently as people filed in and out of the area even in the middle of the night. It felt like an eternity before a doctor approached Leda and Dr. Farrage. Both of them got up in anticipation with a sliver of hope. The doctors expression was somber as she introduced herself, explained how her team tried their best to resuscitate Dr. Steele, and offered her condolences. Leda felt as though someone had struck her with a wrecking ball. She kept repeating, “this is all my fault” as she collapsed on the floor crying. The doctor helped Dr. Farrage pick her up and seat her on a chair. The doctor apologized for their loss again

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