Chapter 133

• The surgery was successful
• Freda's POV
• I sat there in the waiting room, as different thoughts ran through my mind. It has been three hours since he was taken into the theaters for surgery. I took a deep breath as I tried to calm my racing heart, but it was not working at all. I tried to swallow the lump that I felt in my throat but stopped after several unsuccessful attempts. I tilted my head to look at the other people in the waiting room as I took some time out to imagine what their various patients were going through. My mind soon wandered back to Hardin, as I did not know how his surgery was going.