Maya
Note: My dear readers, if you want to read Maya's previous chgapter please refere to chapter no: 22. Thank you
I don't know how to get angry or to voice out my pain. As usual, I stayed silent. "Ma'am, would you like to go to the garden after this for some time?" The nurse, who is pushing my wheelchair, has questioned me.
"We need to go for other checkups; let's complete those so we can go," I answered, to which she gave a subtle nod. Then she directed me towards the bed, where the person who observed me awhile ago was making some progress. When he saw me, he gave me a polite smile and said,
