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CHAPTER 20
"Dad insisted that I should take the operation as soon as possible. With my condition, it needs immediate action, and I am actually late, given that I was thinking of giving up before. There would be procedures, and preparations before performing the operation. They need to do some sorts of tests, CT scan, and all that, and it would take weeks, even a month. Dad would be the in-charge doctor for the surgery, as always. He's a General Surgeon after all and he knows what he is doing."
I was just silent while listening to Dion as he explains the procedures they would do for his Brain Surgery. All the things that were bothering me when I am still afraid to face what I feel for this man resurfaced. This is one of the things that I fear. His condition.
Brain Surgery doesn't guarantee his survival. It is fifty-fifty. The possibilities are endless, and I am afraid for the worst one. That is the least among the least thing I wanted to happen.
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I feel so comfortable. My head is lying on something soft but hard at the same time, and I am hugging something broad. I felt something at the top of my head—Wait.Something. Something. Something.A moment pass and my senses are finally awake, so is myself, and memories of last night come back. And it is not something, it is someone. It's Dion.My head is lying on his bare chest, I can see the thin soft hairs on it, and my arm is draped around his abdomen. Meanwhile, he's kissing the top of my head every moment and his thumb is caressing the back of my bare shoulder.I inhale his scent and snuggles closer to him. I sense his smile, so I look up at him."Thank you for the last night, sweetheart. You know, it's you who gives too much, not me," he said and kisses me, then he looks at me knowingly. "Are you okay? How are you feeling?""Uhm,"I try to move and wince when I feel pain in the middle of my thighs."Hurts?"
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