For Those Who Wait
I also used this time to change my visa from short-term to long-term, as I wasn’t planning to come back anytime soon.
The next morning, just as I was about to board the plane, I got a phone call.
“Hello, is this Ms. Aelia Lawson?”
“I'm Aelia Lawson, yes.”
“We’ve found a matching heart donor for you. Can you come to Sceleria as soon as possible?”
I stared at the unfamiliar number, confused. “I didn’t make any appointments with any hospital overseas.”
“You know Mr. Charles Lawson, right?”
My expression froze. “He’s my father."