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Waiting on her
Valería's standpoint
Thirteen months later
Thirteen months, a year and a month of waiting for her to wake up but nothing. So far, her life depended on six best available doctors to help check on what was wrong with her brain, why she wasn't getting any better or showing any sign of improvement. The first doctor came and checked on her, he couldn't understand either so he referred us to Dr. Allen. The second came, the same thing. The third somehow lost his license, the fourth is always busy but still referred us to the same Dr. Allen. The fifth checked on her, attempted to operate on her again but worsened the case and at the end, the
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