Once the party was over, Irving settled all matters for Elspeth as soon as he could, including getting her flight ticket. The next day, Irving, Elias, and Elspeth returned to Damoria. The moment they disembarked, Elspeth made her way to the hospital Callum was in. Elias went along as he wanted to see who Callum was.
They got a ride to the hospital, and once they arrived, Elspeth ran around asking where Callum was. The moment she got to Callum’s ward, she heard sounds of cries coming from within. Worried, she entered and was met with a pale Callum lying on the bed. Even his lips were pale. Beside him were Margot, who was crying and looking despondent, and Max.
“I-I’m back, Margot,” Elspeth said.
The moment Margot met Elspeth’s eyes, Margot pounced on her and cried in her embrace. “Elspeth, he’s been out for ten days. I’ve gotten him the best doctors, but none of them could wake him up! What if he’s gone? What should I do?”
Elspeth’s heart went out to Margot. “It’s alright, Margot. I’ll save him no matter what. He’s my fiancé. I will not abandon him.” Elspeth closed her eyes, hiding her pain and tears, then she took a deep breath. “Let me see him. I need to check on him to see what I can do.”
Elspeth put on a set of sterile clothes and gloves, then she checked Callum inch by inch. Every wound and injury she found only hurt her heart more. His back was fractured, his body was covered in minute wounds, and he choked on seawater. It was a miracle he was still alive. “He’s heavily injured both internally and externally. His heart is affected as well, but don’t worry. I’m calling Sonny over to help. I will save him.”
Margot felt more at ease after that guarantee. She stopped crying and realized there was a man in a mask and cap standing around. “Who is this?”
“Elias. He saved me.”
Elias took his mask off and grinned toothily. “Hi, I’m Elias.”
Margot froze. “Edmund?”
I expected this reaction. Elias shook his head. “I’m not Edmund, Mrs. Winthrop. I’m Elias.”
But they look the same. Still in disbelief, Margot held Elias and took a closer look. Then she sighed. “Gosh. I would have thought you were Edmund if you hadn’t told me you were someone else. He has a mole at the corner of his eye. Yeah, you’re not him.”
“A question, if I may. When was your son, Edmund, born?”
“Eighteenth of March, nineteen ninety-nine.”
That’s my birthday. We were born on the same day of the same month of the same year. This settles it. Edmund is my twin. Something glinted in Elias’ eyes. “We even share the same birthday. My mother was pregnant with twins, but one didn’t make it. Why, now I am starting to think Edmund might just be my twin brother.”
Elias thought it was a coincidence, but Margot thought otherwise. There are no coincidences. I was only pregnant with one boy, and the checkup couldn’t be wrong. So… Margot didn’t continue that thought. She didn’t want to imagine that Edmund might not be her son. Arthur’s betrayal had broken her heart while Callum was in danger. She could not lose another son now.
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