“How is she?” Marc ask the male doctor that entered when Amaya was wheeled in. He offered a smile just as doctor Parker exit, taking her mask off. “I’ll leave it to you doc, don’t worry young man. She’ll survive, she’s safe now,” the older pats his shoulder and left.
Everyone else too crowds the female doctor, eager and worried to know about Amaya’s condition. “She’s fine now. Thankfully they did not hit her middle and the baby seemed to be in perfect condition. She’s still weak but once the drip and antibiotics finish, we will try to wake her up,”
“Wake her up?” Mrs. Peterson asked, a frown on almost everyone’s face at the statement. “Yes, unfortunately. They didn’t hit her middle yet from our observation, her head seemed to receive repeated blows and hits,”
“Repeated?” Mia unconsciou
