My nurse walked into the room, with a bright smile on her face, her purple uniform stood out, as her straight, short, brown hair, shone as she flipped it with her long white acrylics. Her light brown eyes glittered as they stared at me. Her positive expression made me go at ease, as she gently removed the overwhelmingly big oxygen mask. "Ooo! Someone's hungry!"
She squealed as she helped me put on a nasal cannula. My mouth could finally let out the drowning words I was desperately begging to let out. "Is Zina okay??" My eyes searched the room, like an angry pirate, searching for treasure. My eyes scanned the place, hoping, and waiting for a response.
Everyone's expressions went dark. Their shinning smiles, turned into frowns. The doctor removed his hat, and took his mask off. He kept his soft, and genuine sad glare, staring at the carpet, floor. His hands were crossed, and the nurse finally fed my curious expression, something quite.. unexpected.
"Your daughter is in pediatric care at the moment in the 3rd floor." She looked back up at me, as she spoke. "She's unwell at the moment." She is in room 306." Her room color is pink, with fairy lights." The nurse grabbed my blood results and cleared her throat before she spoke back.
"Your internal bleeding has improved." But your kidneys are failing so you'd need an organ donor." Someone has already offered, to be the donor." "You came just in time!" The nurse said, while turning to the door. "This is your donor." She turned to me, and smiled as she spoke.
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Teen Fictionstoryline: Zea is a single mother who's boyfriend is Darrian aka//sugarhill ddot, she had a 1 year old daughter named Zina, but they all live happily until..
