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The look in his eyes as he stared me down was something else. Sandali kong inalala sa sarili kung may mali akong nasabi. Because it's true I'm here to heal his wounds. Sa lakas ng ginawa niyang mga suntok sa pader ay tiyak ngang magkakasugat siya. I wanted to help by healing it, but I don't really have no idea he would let the wound open and raw like that. Marahan niya akong pinakawalan nang umatras ang mga paa niya. Akala ko ay muli niya akong ipagtatabuyan. Kung ganoon nga ay gagawin ko. Siguro ay hindi pa ito ang tamang oras para pag-usapan namin ang nangyari kay Fatima at sa lalaki kung galit siya tungkol sa ibang bagay. Blangko kong pinanood ang ginawa niyang pagpulot sa bag ko at sa mga gamit na nahulog. Ganoon din ang small first aid kit na galing pa sa clinic. Nasa lilim siya ng p