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I feel Ahyan go stiff beside me. Concerned, I lightly touch his arm and it takes him a moment to tear his eyes away from the nurse.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, gaze roaming over his panicked face.
“Baba . . .” He whispers in a distant voice and turns toward the nurse again.
He says something to her in Turkish, voice unrecognisable. Just a few minutes ago he’d been happy and after what the doctor said, his mood visibly changed into disappointment. And now this.
I don’t know what to do. Especially when I’m in this disoriented state. I feel like an automaton; unsure of how I’m even walking and moving about when my mind is inept to even decrypt a single thought.
There is a numbness that comes with pain, and it takes time for it to dissolve. Knowing what had happened has made me realise
