Noah's POV "He will be awake soon, Sir," the doctor said, hanging his stethoscope around his head. I nodded, a sigh escaping my nostrils. That was good. "I will take my leave." He took one more look at Joshua before bowing. I nodded again, giving him my permission before the man left. I returned my gaze to Joshua. After he collapsed in front of me, I thought of taking him to my house... Get a nurse to take care of him. But then I remembered Layla. She lied to me about everything for a year. She played with my feelings, and my head. There was no way I could trust her again... Not with Joshua. The man already looked so beaten up. Poverty alone couldn't do that to a man like him under a year. I couldn't trust anyone close to me. So instead of my house, I took him to a private hospital owned by a... Friend. The doctor confirmed my suspicions. I was right about Joshua not suffering from hunger and poverty alone. He was beaten, apparently constantly.His skin so so battered
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