Chapter 109 A Fight For Survival

• Every day, the pungent aroma of disinfectant filled my senses, an unwelcome reminder of my failed escape in Kisqui. The rhythmic beeping of machines pierced the stillness, serving as a stark reminder of my fragile existence as I lay there.
• Paul remained a constant presence by my side, never wavering. In his absence, Sam took on the daily responsibilities to allow him to focus on my well-being. Pain was my relentless companion, and only in my sleep did I find comfort.
• My abdomen throbbed with searing agony, and Paul did everything to offer comfort, holding my hand and gently rubbing my back. There were moments when tears overwhelmed me, and Paul was there to wipe them away.