I could have left him right there.He was a stranger, covered in mud, someone I had no business helping. For all I knew, he could’ve been an escaped criminal, a drug addict, or some mentally unstable person.Yet leaving him there would’ve made me no better than the man who’d left my brother barely hanging onto his life.That was the only reason I took him back to my car, wrapped him in a blanket, and drove him straight to the hospital.Once again, I was in the waiting room, with no idea how my life had gotten so fucked up.The light blue blazer I had on was now stained with mud and blood, but I didn’t care. I didn’t care about my ratty appearance, or how people kept their distance the moment they spotted me.Dr. Trace was also the one treating the stranger, since the others were hesitant to work on him. Now, she stepped out of the room, pulling off her gloves.“When you came in here with him, I believed you accidentally ran into him,” she said.“I didn’t.” That’s the same thing I’ve b
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