Inaya’s POV Do I say why me? Do I say I’m too young to have these many things in my head? What should I say? My head was full, one hand was Beckham and Akira and the other hand was Father and Mother. I took a deep breath and then responded, “Is she going to be okay?” “It’s high-risk major surgery,” That was all Father needed to say to break me. “I’m sorry,” I apologized, “I shouldn’t have worked her out, if I didn’t then she wouldn’t be in this situation, I’m sorry.” “It’s not your fault,” Father assured, “No matter what happens, nothing is your fault.” I was trying my best not to break down, “When is the surgery?” “She is already being taken to the operating room,” Father said and I nodded my head even though he couldn’t see me, “It’s really not your fault, it’s the transplant, I promise.” I nodded my head, I sniffed, “Sure,” I pretended to believe it wasn’t my fault, “I will come to the hospital now.” “You don’t have to, I will stay by your Mother’s side while you sta
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