Chapter 5

With a resounding thud, she fell to her knees, clutching my hand as she wept uncontrollably.

"Miss Channing, please, I'm begging you, save my daughter!"

My mind raced, trying to process these words. What on earth did she mean?

I didn't even know what my own daughter looked like, how could I possibly save someone else's child?

Finally, a nurse emerged from the operating room, calling out urgently.

"Are the family members here? Have you considered the proposal we just discussed?"

I quickly stepped forward and asked, "Hello, my daughter, my daughter's name is Delia. How is she?"

The nurse was taken aback. "Delia is your daughter? Well then, I'm afraid Delia's burns now cover 70% of her body, which is nearly beyond recovery."

"Melody only has burns on her left arm. Would you agree to transplant healthy skin from Delia's body onto Donavan?"

Behind me, John was still comforting Melody, who was crying so hard she could barely breathe. He then turned to me and said,