GUILT

Lorraine Lebedeva

"Ms. Preobrazhensky is suffering from TBI, traumatic brain injury. Her current state from the wound is penetrating when the projectile enters the cranium, but does not exit." The doctor explained, as he went through Katina's medical files.

Dante squeezed my shoulder out of comfort. I gave him a small smile, and sighed.

"So, when do you think she will wake up?" I demand. He adjusts his spectacles and clears his throat. "Well, the projectile itself went through the brain, there is injury from both the direct penetration of the brain and from transmission of a pressure wave with high-velocity projectile traveling through the brain tissue. Both bleeding and damage from this pressure wave results in brain swelling, which can also lead to death."

I shook my head. "No, you did not answer my question." I complained, crossing my arms.

"Ma'am..." Dante trailed off.

My shoulder's fell in defeat. All I wish is for her to wake up. It's my fault she's battling for her life right