At this moment, he stood in front of Suzy's operating room door, pacing non-stop. He didn't notice me at all. Only his slightly trembling hands and red eyes betrayed his emotions.
The lights in the operating room went out and Austin stumbled over. He pressed Suzy's hand tightly to his face, as if he wanted to embed her into his bones and blood.
I had never seen Austin like this before and for a moment I forgot how to move. It was not until a group of people entered Suzy's ward in a mighty manner that I came back to my senses.
Through the crack in the door, I saw my always strict grandmother holding Suzy, crying with red eyes. I looked at the desolateness behind me and smiled self-deprecatingly.
Austin immediately became alert when he heard the noise. "Who?"
Before I could even open my mouth, he pushed me to the ground. He did not react until I cried out in pain. He quickly let go of me, dodging with an embarrassed look.
"Miss Barley? Why are you here instead of resting in the ward?" His voice was still calm, but I could immediately sense his subconscious defensive posture.
After eight years of getting along, no one understood what that meant better than me.