A Face For A Face
She said, “I think your son and parents would be very happy to see you restored to your old look.”
For the third time, I lay down on the operating table. This time, the operating table no longer felt cold.
Suzanne and the medical staff kept encouraging me. “When you wake up, Mr. Quince, everything will be back to normal. Things will get better.”
“Alright.” I forced myself to suppress the immense fear and grief and closed my eyes.
When I woke up again, the surgery had ended. However, because the injuries on my face were severe, the recovery period would also be longer.
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