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They were all sitting outside in the hall with their lips desolately moving under their breaths pleading Allah to save her. Fawad had been glued to his seat as he fixedly stared at the ICU door as if begging with his eyes for it to open. He couldn't eat, he couldn't sleep, heck he couldn't do anything but pray for her. He needed her to be okay along with their baby. His clothes were wrinkled but he couldn't care less. All he needed was her. It was agony to wait for her to wake up. It felt like she had been in the surgery room since forever. Seconds were passing like minutes and minutes like hours. His heart was drumming wildly in fear. Any minute he could lose her, forever. No. He must not let negative thoughts come in his brain. He couldn't imagine a life without her. He tried to di
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