62. OH,HI,AHMET

HANA

I watch as three angry faces stare at me. I focused on only the person in the wheelchair. I wanted to tell so many things, show so many videos, and need to vent out a lot. All I could say was, "I am sorry."

"She is bedridden for another month. But she wouldn't listen." Mateo whispered in my ears.

An old woman whom I saw in one of the pictures Shalini posted years ago, stood behind Shalini, her grip on her wheelchair tightened with every passing second.

"They are her parents. They saw a photo of us it seems. They won't stop crying about how he looked so much like their lost son." Mateo explained.

I nodded my head as Shalini looked at her mother and the woman immediately took Seb from my hands. The couple looked at him in awe as Shalini's eyes teared up at Seb. She caressed her cheek, lovingly. How I wanted to see them like this in the last three months now.

"He looks so much like Sebastian." Her mother whispered.

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