Will Rick Lose His Hand Novels & Stories

At that moment, Rick suddenly covered his face and let out soft sobs. "Clara… does that mean I'm not important at all? Maybe you should just leave me too… go wait outside the operating room instead." With that calculated retreat, her fleeting hesitation vanished instantly. "Tommy, I said—you are not going!" Rick had achieved his goal, yet he wasn't done. He suddenly let out an exaggerated scream, his fingers trembling as he clutched his face. "Ah! It hurts so much! Clara, my face—it hurts! Did he put something poisonous on me? Tommy, how vicious can you be? You're trying to disfigure me on purpose!"

I scream, but arms grab me, strong muscular biceps rendering me useless, and a colossal sweaty hand clamps down over my lips. Tears pool in my eyes, but I refuse to release them. Ricky doesn't deserve emotion.