*Chapter 12*
The next morning, Justin woke up by Ali's side and found her already awake. "Morning,
Angel Face," he said. "Hey, Curly," she whispered weakly. Just then Dr. Foster walked
in, "Morning, guys," he said. "Ali, your parents are on their way back. They
should be here sometime this afternoon. So we want to try and get your tests done
this morning so you can be with them when they get here," "Okay," she
whispered. "The nurses are going to get you ready to take you downstairs for
your CAT scan and your MRI on your leg," he continued. She nodded. Justin
left to take his shower and get ready while the nurses fussed with Ali.
Justin came back down to the room a little while later to find Ali sitting in a
wheelchair ready to go, just waiting for him. He couldn't help but think how
beautiful she looked. She still had her casts on her arm and leg, and a couple
small scars on her face. She was wearing a soft pink robe over her hospital
gown. Her now long dark blonde hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail.
Justin noticed her eyes. They'd lost that glow they had before, they looked so
sad, it made Justin want to cry. What if she was never the same again?
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