But when I saw her again, after four damn years, I was taken aback. First, because she's finally here in my front again, and second, she has blood in her forehead, I panicked innerly at the sight of her tears and wound but I managed to keep my cool. Third, she's with a guy who seemed to be close to her.
" Are you the guardian?" I assumed but I really did hope she's not because heck-
" H- he's my son." Jesus Christ, she has a son! She had a family with this motherfucking young guy and I was, what? Stuck here curing patients day and
night? I didn't even had a s*x life for the past years without her! I can't believe this.
The first ime I saw her child, I stilled and scanned his face seriously as I recall his features. He looks like .. me. I creased my brows and felt thousands of
