Carlos.
I knew that old man was hiding something, but this?
I could have never imagined this.
I stare at the photos, trying to figure out the reasons that could make him do this, but I can't think of any.
How can he do this to his only grandchild?
The door to her room opens, and the doctor comes out before disposing off his gloves in the bin outside the door.
"Can I see her? Is she okay?" I hurriedly ask, and the man stares at me in recognition.
"Yes, sir, come with me," he pushes the door, and there she is, an oxygen mask on her face, and the whole chest and abdomen area is tied with bandages.
Her upper body is covered with the hospital gown and a blanket, the other body and down her legs
I rush to her and drop to my knees beside her bed. The sight of her makes my heart shatter.
