“No.”
The room went completely silent.
“I’m not going to do it.”
Laura’s face changed instantly.
The relief disappeared from her eyes.
“What did you just say?” she whispered.
I looked at her.
“I said no.”
She stared at me as if she didn’t recognize the man standing in front of her.
Tomás had a serious blood disorder.
His condition had been getting worse, and the doctors had told us he needed a bone marrow transplant.
Laura had been tested.
