My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Bobbie led us into the house. I was stunned as soon as I entered the house. In the twenty square meters house, seven or eight children and a thin woman were huddled around a coal stove. There was a boiling pot on the stove. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The 15-watt incandescent lamp was too dim and I could barely see what was boiling in the pot. It seemed to be a pot full of cabbage with a few pieces of fatty meat.

When the children saw us coming, they all straightened up at once, and then stood by the wall, giving us their seats.

Bobbie was probably used to this. He looked at the children and said a few words in another dialect, but I couldn't understand anything he said at all. Then he sat down next to the stove and put his hands near the fire to keep warm. He placed his large feet against the stove, occupying more than half of it.

she stood up, looked at

some vegetables from the pot and placed

check-up for the children last time, he found that Abby's blood type and all other aspects are very compatible with my friend's daughter. My friend's daughter is sick. She needs bone marrow and a kidney transplant. I've already told you last time. If you agree with

because Bobbie was so straightforward. However, what surprised me even more was the man. He said almost without thinking, "Okay, I'll accept any price you offer. Although Abby is still young, she is quite useful. I didn't raise her in vain. My wife is pregnant again and we need money. Please help me to ask around. My house is quite old already and needs to be repaired. It's leaking

to hold myself back for a while before saying, "Hello, Mister. What we are saying now is that we need to extract the bone marrow from your daughter, and probably one of her

a few people here several times before. Don't worry. It's her honor to be able to serve you. There is

For a moment, I couldn't say a single