Thirty-six

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"Russ..." She calls softly when she wakes up a few minutes later. "Oh! Thank God!" He sighs in relief, wiping away his tears. He cups her face and kisses her forehead. He's been holding her in his arms as they sit on the couch while he talks to her doctor on the phone. Their family looks on worriedly, surrounding them in the living room. They were told by the doctor not to panic, keep Megan in a comfortable position and give her some room to breathe. She also added that if she does not wake up soon, they need to take her to the hospital. Thankfully, she's already awake. Someone takes the phone from him to continue talking to the doctor. He does not turn to look who it was. His eyes are fixed on his wife. "Are you okay, Love? Are you hurt? Saan masakit?" He asks anxiously. "Wala. I'm o

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