Blood was streaming down Marcus’ face, his gaze unfocused. He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out. He blinked as if he recognized me, and then he fainted.

I pulled out my phone and called the ambulance. “911? Someone’s been involved in an accident. Here’s the address.”

Luckily, we weren’t too far from the city. An ambulance arrived within ten minutes.

I paced outside the operating theater after Marcus had been wheeled in.

Two hours later, the light above the operating theater switched off. The surgeon pushed open the door.

I ran to him in a hurry. “Doctor, is he ok?”

“The airbag protected him. He only suffered external injuries. We’ve sewed him up, but he needs to remain in the hospital for observation.”

Relieved, I thanked the doctor.

Marcus was wheeled out by the nurse shortly after. He looked half-asleep as the anesthetic hadn’t worn off.

I approached the gurney and called to him softly. “Marcus?”

beneath his eyelids, though he didn’t

contacting his friends and family after he

only child. His parents were long dead as well. I knew nothing about him

seemed just like

him in

next day, Marcus

some chicken soup for

bed as I fed him. He teased,

my eyes. “Please, this is nothing compared to you asking

driver upon impact. Yet Marcus didn’t think twice about

be lying if I said

soup quickly. He leaned against the headboard and closed his eyes,

me. I croaked, “Thank god you’re

these circumstances, I’m sure you’ll forgive

my tears as

Somberly,

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