Krystal's head was spinning. Marissa was awake, but now they were like complete strangers to each other.
She had been so torn when Cara had come to let her know that Marissa was ready to see her. Krystal had been stood in the hallway, trying to stop JR from walking out of the hospital with his son. Now she had to choose between her grandson and her daughter. She made the wrong choice. The moment she stepped into Marissa's room she knew it was the wrong choice. Marissa just stared at her, when Krystal had tried to touch her she shied away. When Krystal spoke to her she realised she had no idea what to say. Marissa looked so petrified, so lost, so exhausted. After a few minutes of awkward silence Marissa finally spoke,
"I'm sorry, I can't do this."
After all this waiting the only physical contact Krystal had with her daughter was her pushing her away.
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When Krystal had come out of the room to find AJ gone, all she could do was curse JR.
"How is she?" asked a concerned voice.
Krystal turned to see Dixie looking at her with compassionate eyes. Krystal had no idea how she had the gall to do that. Not after what she had just done.
Was she really that dumb not to realise what a huge mistake it was, letting JR walk out of here with that poor little boy. How could Dixie let it happen? How could she still be so blind to JR's manipulations?
Krystal starred at Dixie as the rage and injustice boiled inside her. She was angry at Dixie and she was angry at herself, she should have fought harder to stop JR. She had lost her daughter, and now she had lost her grandson as well.
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