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me.
Watching the doors swing open and shut.
Watching chaos swallow my child while nobody would let me near her.
Then a doctor stepped into the hallway.
His badge read Dr. Patel.
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“I’m so sorry,” he said carefully. “We did everything we could.”
Daniel’s hand landed on my shoulder.
After that, everything became blurred and unreal.
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