His story, in my words
This is the full account of what happened to my father — the 111 days, the surgeries, the silence, and the fight that followed. I wrote it because a court file cannot hold what we lived through. Read it slowly. It is everything.
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“The wound on the cover is not just on his body. He suffered it. I inherited it. It will live on my heart until the day I die.”
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