A Deathbed Promise

When Beatrice walked into the hospital room, she saw a room full of machines, and her nerves immediately tensed. The smell of disinfectant and medicine in the air heightened her anxiety.

"Bea, you're here." Eleanor was lying on the hospital bed, with an oxygen tube in her nose, her face pale and her voice weak.

Beatrice quickly stepped forward and took Eleanor's hand. "Mrs. Maxwell, I'm here."

"Be