The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella)

At the hospital.

Delilah and Shawn were on the brink of losing it when they got the news about their kids' car accident. Even though they were told everything was fine, they were still a nervous wreck on the way over.noveldrama

Seeing her daughter safe and sound in front of her, Delilah's eyes welled up, and she pulled her into a tight hug. "You scared me half to death."

Mirabella, not really used to such a bear hug, stood there stiffly, her hands awkwardly raised. After a moment, she finally placed them on Delilah's back and gave a few pats.

Shawn, who was also shaken up, still looked pale as he noticed his daughter's right hand wrapped in a bandage. "Mira, is your hand badly hurt?"

Hearing this, Delilah quickly let go of her tight embrace to check out her daughter's injury.

Mirabella saw the worry in her mom, dad, and Nick, who was standing beside her. She shook her head, "It's nothing, just a few scratches from glass shards. It'll heal soon."

Delilah sniffled, her eyes full of tenderness. Her daughter was so thoughtful, playing down her injury to keep them from worrying.

Patients and staff occasionally strolled down the corridor. Clearing her throat, Mirabella pushed open the door to the hospital room. "Let's go inside and talk."

It was then that Delilah and Shawn remembered their son, and they quickly entered the room.

Following behind, Nick caught Mirabella's arm just before entering, his voice low with concern. "Mirabella... I saw the pictures online, it looked pretty bad."

Mirabella paused, meeting Nick's anxious gaze with a serious response. "I'm really okay, I managed to avoid anything life-threatening."

Nick studied her for a moment before finally letting go of her arm. "Okay." Together, they walked into the room.

Leo was slowly waking up, and the first thing he saw was his dad's face close up.

He blinked, confused for a second, then remembered the night before. Instant clarity hit him, and he blurted out, "Dad... I swear, I'll never take a risk like that again."

Shawn: "..."

Delilah, puzzled, looked at her youngest son. "Leo, did you... hit your head or something?" She gestured towards his head.

Leo tugged at the corner of his mouth as the memory of the accident flashed before him. He sat up quickly, his expression changing to panic. "Where's my sister?"

"She's fine." Delilah sat down beside the bed, pointing to Mirabella who had just walked in, her face now free of worry.

Relief washed over Leo as he spotted his unharmed sister. The moment the car had crashed toward the flower bed, he thought they were goners. Thank heavens, they were both okay.

His relief soon morphed into guilt and fear. Rubbing his face, he muttered, "It's my fault. I didn't notice the malfunction, and if it weren't for my sister's quick thinking to control the car... I would've been responsible for a tragedy."

Delilah and Shawn exchanged a look of surprise.

Leo went on to recount the incident, how his sister had acted, and the entire self- rescue process that had kept them safe.

His parents' hearts soared and fell with his tale.

"In the end, if it hadn't been for my sister, I might not be here today." Leo clenched

his fists, grateful for his sister's presence and simultaneously racked with guilt for almost putting her in mortal danger.

A complex and contradictory flood of emotions overwhelmed him, and it was hard to bear.