Chapter 3

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"Layla!" I scream as I drop to my knees breaking down as the doctors rush to bring her back. Once they get her back, Bailey comes up to me.

"Layla has internal bleeding and we need to get her to surgery, I will come back with updates," She says as she runs off to get her to surgery.

5 hours later.

I am sitting in the waiting room anxiously bouncing my knee thinking about what I would do if Layla died when I hear an angelic voice bringing me out of my thoughts.

I look up to see the most beautiful woman standing in front of me. She sits next to me and smiles.

" I'm sorry, what did you say? " I asked, slightly embarrassed.

" I said, Hi, I am Carina and I wanted to know if you are okay, you look worried and underwhelmed, " She said, slightly worried but making me laugh with how she pronounced the word.

"Overwhelmed. Sorry, uh my three year old is in surgery and I'm scared she won't make it, " I said as my voice cracked.

" Oh gosh, I'm sorry but if you don't mind me asking, why? " She said, curious but sad at the same time.

"Um some girls in her class beat her up, " I say furiously.

"Non posso credere che abbiano picchiato un bambina!" ( Translation: I can't believe they beat up a baby! . Sorry if the translation to Italian is wrong, I don't really know the beautiful language😅😅)

"Yeah me neither," I say as she watches me in shock because I know Italian.

" Sorry, I grew up in Italy and came here when I was eighteen, " I tell her as she is still in shock.

Then I see doctor Bailey walk out with a strange look on her face.

Hey! Welcome! Thank you for reading my book so far. I will stop here for the night but I will try to keep up with my updates.😘😘

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