Ten minutes later, Archie Lockwood changed into sterile surgical scrubs and, led by a nurse, entered the operating room.
As he entered, he braced himself to see her, injured from the car crash.
But when he truly saw her, he realized that aside from her face, which had been spared the worst of it, there was hardly an uninjured spot on her body...
'They pulled so many shards of glass from her body. She must have been in so much pain...'
'She lost so much blood... she's so thin. How can she possibly hold on...?'
He didn't know how he mustered the courage to walk to her bedside. He reached out, took the hand lying at her side, and rasped, "I'm sorry. Since I'd already decided to meddle in your affairs, I shouldn't have given up halfway. I should have been more forceful, more domineering—a real bad guy—and just kept you chained to my side."
