“I don’t apologize but for her, I’ll do it over and over again. I’d do it a million times and a million times more.”
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The surgeon’s words sounded so foreign in Diego’s ears, he didn’t want to understand them no matter how simply they placed themselves.
He heard the gentle sobs of Aminah, who was standing next to him, and he pulled her into his arms, placing her head on his chest. “It’s okay.” He said, trying to at least make her feel better.
She reached up and held his forearm and he winced softly.
“I’m sorry.” She immediately apologized, realizing she had touched his wound.
A soft smile touched his lips. “It’s okay.”
He had totally forgotten about his own wounds. He had not even felt the pain until Aminah touched it.
The surgeon noticed the state he was in and also gave Rebecca a
