Chapter 135

• JASON
• Antonia and I stare at the couple sitting across us in their tiny space; their faces show a mixture of curiosity and confusion.
• “Why are you here again?” the woman asked, holding her husband’s hand. “We already told her that we couldn’t donate our daughter’s organs,” she continued, her voice tinged with sadness. The husband squeezed her hand reassuringly and replied, “We understand that our wife needs the transplant, but we can’t bear the thought of parting with our daughter’s organs. We hope you can find another solution for her.”