Chapter 18

As Abigail arrived at the hospital, medical professionals swiftly took charge, tending to her injured arm. Samuel, filled with worry, paced anxiously through the hallways.

Inside the treatment room, Abigail lay on the bed, her face etched with a mixture of pain. The doctors prepared to remove the bullet, their skilled hands working meticulously.

Abigail, her voice laced with bravery, turned to the doctors and said, "Please, make it quick. I want to get better soon."

One of the doctors, in a kind and gentle voice, reassured her, "Don't worry, Abigail. We'll do our best to take care of you. Just stay still, and we'll make sure you feel better."

As the procedure began, Abigail closed her eyes, taking deep breaths to calm her nerves. The room was filled with focused silence, broken only by the quiet murmurs of the medical team.

Samuel, unable to remain idle, approached a nurse and asked, his voice trembling, "Will she be okay? Please tell me she'll be o