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Walking into the ward, Zaahida couldn't help, but sob at the condition she met Bilal in. She was told he was seriously beaten, but she never imagined it would indeed be that serious. There was a bandage around his head and arm. The spot next to his eye was red and swollen. His nose, as well as his lips were broken and swollen.

With the back of her palm, she wiped her tears, and walked further into the room. Bilal was lying motionless on his bed. The doctor had informed her that he was stable and was only sleeping, but she was finding it hard to believe. "Billy," She sobbed and raised a hand to touch him. She stopped midair for she knew he would never allow her do that if he was awake, but remembering she was now his wife, and she had every right to touch him, she went on to do it.

First, she placed her hand on his forehead, feeling his temperature. Her fingers then trailed from his forehead to his eyes, nose, and finally rested on his broken lips. Her heart bled as her fingers ge