Make Him The Donor... She Needs Him And Not Me.

Make Him The Donor And Not Me!.

Marcello's POV.

"I.. I didn't meet up with what he wanted, Marcello. I'm sorry!" Elvis uttered with a sad look on his face the second he took a step out from Doctor Albert's office.

Furious and scared that Karissa might not live to see the bright new morning and the beautiful butterflies in the sky for the next day, I frantically trudged towards the doctor's office panicking inwardly but looking like a lost sheep who wasn't sure where to head to or what to do anymore.

I pushed his door open and with an astounding expression written all over his face, Albert turned to me.

"What has gotten into you Marcello?" He questioned the second he saw me inside his office, sweating profusely.

I wasn't sweating because I was angry, I was sweating because I was scared that Karissa might not live seeing that Albert had rejected everyone that Decided to donate their kidney to her.

"What's happening? Why are they not donating theirs? Why are they leaving your office sayi