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“Oh my God, you mean… You mean she’s disfigured?” She wavered, trying to comprehend his words. “Matt, do you mean to tell me my beautiful little girl is disfigured?”
“Only for the time being. I’m an esthetic surgeon, Brenda. I’ll operate on her and give her back her beautiful features. But not now. Not until she regains her general health and can withstand the delicate surgeries. Eventually, she’ll be herself again.”
“Eventually… When?”
“Not for at least three or four months.”
“How will she be able to go to school and face her friends? Oh my God.”
He stared at her. She couldn’t miss the pity in his eyes.“One problem at a time. For now, we need to give her back her health and her physical strength.”
Her fingers fisted. “I want to kill those kids,” she cried. “They destroyed my daughter, just as she regained her confidence and was so full of joy.”
Matt brought her against him and stroked her back until her sobs subsided.
“Can I see her now?”
“Yes, but no crying in front of her, please.”
“I understand.”
He held her hand and walked her to the side entrance of the hospital. They strode along endless corridors until they stepped into the recovery room.
He stopped in front of a bed, and she stared at the bandage running around the patient’s head and covering her jaws and chin, and the gauze hiding her nose and part of her cheeks. If Matt hadn’t told her it was Mia, Brenda wouldn’t have recognized her daughter. A blanket stopped at her belly. More bandages wrapped her chest and shoulders. Splints immobilized her left arm and wrist. Several I Vs protruded from her right arm and hand, and an oxygen tube split into her nostrils.
Brenda lowered her head, tears streaming on her face. “My poor baby. My adorable Mia. What have they done to you?” She shook her head. “No, it’s my fault. I should have waited—”
“Don’t ever say that,” Matt scolded. “You have to have faith, Brenda. You have to be strong in order to help her.”
“I will.” Right now, she was an emotional mess, as injured as her daughter.
“Can I stay with her?”
“Yes.” He pulled over a stretcher and set it parallel to Mia’s bed.
“You can sleep next to her. Here’s a blanket.”
Without a word, she lay down on her side, facing her baby.
Matt sat on a chair, he, too, watching their dear patient.
Brenda had always believed that she’d faced the worst in her life when she’d caught the man she’d loved in bed with his lover.
Today, she understood that was nothing compared to the pain gnawing at her heart as she looked at her suffering child.
