His Regret Began When I Abandoned Him
“I understand.”
“How is Daven’s condition?” Jonathan asked, his voice immediately turning serious.
Camelia looked at the little boy. Daven was still focused on his game, his face calm, as if nothing was wrong.
“Still the same,” Camelia answered honestly. “Sometimes he feels weak, but he doesn’t complain.”
Jonathan was silent for a moment. “I’ve arranged an appointment with a specialist for tomorrow. He’s the best in this city.”
Camelia closed her eyes briefly. “Thank you, Brother.”