A Donor?

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"(Y/N), what's this all about? Why were you so excited about going to the hospital?"

"You'll see."

"Mr. and Ms. Kjellberg?"

Felix stood and rolled me into the doctor's office.

"What is that good news?" Felix asked 

"There is a procedure that may allow (Y/N) free mobility of her legs."

"Really? That ama-"

"We requested a donor for a transplant of..."

I couldn't understand what the doctor was saying let alone what the words meant. But I didn't care. I could walk again, I could be the mother I've always wanted to be.

"Luckily we have found a donor, so all we have to do is wait for her to arrive and fill out the required forms."

"That's great!" Felix cried out. Just then Marzia walked through the door.

"What the hell do you want?" Felix demanded.

"A-as a way to apologize for all the crap I've put you guys through. I-I offered to be the donor for (Y/N). I have caused so much pain to your lives that I wanted to fix what I could. I almost made a boy grow up without a father, I couldn't do that. Then I almost made a mother unable to run around with her kid. I say almost because even if you don't accept my apology, I am still going to be the donor." Marzia said.

"Marzia I-I don't know what to say other than thank you." I say.

"Just think of it as my wedding gift for the two of you." She winked at me.

"Thank you Marzia, maybe after all of this, we could be friends."

"I would like that."

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