CHAPTER 12
KENDRA’s POV à
The next few days go by in a blur. The surgery is a success. They put an internal fixator in my femur. It would be there till my bone fully heals. Thank God for modern science, at least I wouldn’t have to be in an ugly cast for weeks though my range of mobility would be hindered a bit but it’s better than nothing I guess. Turns out I didn’t even need the transfusion again. All that ruckus, more or less was in vain.
I look out towards the window, thinking…. How would I move on from now hence forth?
Dad and I’s relationship is definitely going to be strained but then again, when has our relationship ever been normal.
I hate Aaron. I hate Dad. I hate my life right now. I just can’t take it anymore.
Gentle sobs escape my lips.
I can’t give up now. No one is
