I looked at the doctor, pleading for some other news. This wasn’t suppose to happen, this wasn’t what they told me weeks ago. I did everything they asked. Why?
“Thank you, doctor” a soft voice answered the devil in white. The turned to her, my will smile vanished.
“It’s okay—
“What’s okay? Tell me!” She paused. A beauty that she is, even in this dreaded place she managed to look like an angel....