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With that step, anxiety and panic took root in grandma's heart. She knew she hurt this woman, but she wanted a carefree life.

Both their forehead touched for a long time. A string of tears rushed out as her heart kept praying to her, 'sorry... don't die.... don't die please.' She was her mother, father her entire family.

She didn't know how long she stayed in such a position crying and venting.

"Ambulance is here." Aunt's call came from the hall.

She stood up, wiped her last tear and brushed Amma's face, "I won't let anything happen to you."

"Are we taking Amma to the hospital?" Her cousin Praak looked at her.

"Yes." She looked him in the eye.

"Good." He came over and Reeya rushed forward to block him.

"I'm helping." The usual smug face showed grief. They got her Amma on a stretcher. Reeya followed like a spiritless soul and got in an ambulance that drove her to Hospital.

In the fifteen minutes drive, her whole life flashed before her. Reeya was only nine when she entered the house. When you live under someone's roof you act according to their rules. She was obedient and docile.

Two years older than her, Praak used to bully her. There was a time that the cheerful and courageous Reeya was docile and fearful. She would go and complain to her grandmother about it. In the poor situation, Aunt made her do some housework. which she did with a smile.

Uncle was good with her but he didn't live with them. But since her Uncle worked far away, he used to visit only once or twice a month. Before him, they acted differently with her. It was a pity he never knew the real circumstances she suffered.

Only Amma being her shield wasn't enough. With time she realized her Amma won't protect her always, she had to stand for herself. And thus became her journey to train her body and mind.

She slowly got to fight back.

As positive as she was, she took everything with a smile. Her tears had already dried up. Now she had decided to never cry and show her weakness. A promise she made to herself.

At least she got her Uncle who paid for her education till college. That was enough. As for her cousin she had to thank him for making her strong. Her attitude toward life became carefree.

She never complained about her current situation because she held hope for the future. A warm family was all she desired. Now her life fell in an abyss.

They arrived in the hospital. Maybe her cousin's brother matured with time, he followed them and got arrangements in hospital. She and Praak were called in office by Dr. Rane.

Worried about her grandmother's condition she was every nervous.

"Sit." Dr. Rane said.

She clenched the armrest. Dr. Rane placed Amma's report on the desk. His face was heavy, "Miss your grandmother's condition is bad. Her condition deteriorates with time..."

"Doctor, didn't you say we can still operate?" Praak asked. Though the doctor wasn't that hopeful about her he still had a way some days ago.

"I have already told your family. She is in stages of liver failure. Liver transplant surgery is the only thing we can do. One we need a match. Two, the patient is old. We can't guarantee that she will recover after surgery. Three it is expensive surgery." Dr. Rane gave them no false hope.

"I can't bear to see her like this. I can't give up.." Her voice was trembling.

"Looking at her age, we can't guarantee how long she will survive or if she can accept the new donor's liver."