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What draws the heart
.........Rissa's pov......
He shook his head slowly like he was about to drop a bad news concerning Mykel.
"Well...unfortunately, i can't disclose what's wrong with him. He's really in a bad condition and we are yet to get through with him" He replied and I sucked in some air.
He'll be fine, I'm sure.
"Although, I fear he won't make it, my dear" He added and my eyes flared in astonishment.
"Why do you say such??" I rasped as my ears perked up.
"He's loosing his breath. There's no doubt he's gonna give up soon. And there's nothing we can do about it. We'll just have to accept that the bullet tore him in half.." He informed and mom gasped.
I slumped ruefully back on the bench hearing mom sob quietly. I was thrown speechless with what we had just uncovered about his health.
He really wants to leave me, doesn't he?
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