A nurse came in and told us that they had to prepare Lily for treatment.
Medical services and facilities
The doctor went out to make the report.
Advisory services
That's when my phone started ringing.
Marcus.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
I looked at his name on the screen.
Lily saw it, too.
“Don’t answer.”
I looked at her.
I was terrified.
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Not for the hospital.
Not because of the treatment.
Health
For him.
That's what he told me all.
The phone rang again.
This time, I answered.
“Where are you?” Marcus demanded.
His voice was tense.
“In the hospital.”
Silence.
Then:
“Why?”
I almost laughed.
“Why do you believe?”
Hospital and treatment centres
Another silence.
This time longer.
Then his voice changed.
Soft.
Careful.
“Listen, I can explain.”
I got up and walked to a corner of the room.
“No. You can’t.”
“It was an accident.”
