"So, you know each other?" The policeman was incredulous after hearing Alicia's explanation. Seeing me nod, he released both of us.
Alicia looked at Damon with a grievance. "Damon, can you accompany me to the hospital? I'm afraid..."
Damon comforted her, patting her head gently. "Don't worry. As I said, the surgery was successful, done by me in person. There won't be any problems, and you will recover soon."
In the back of my mind, I caught a keyword. "Surgery? What surgery?"
"Half a month ago, I had a corneal transplant surgery, so my eyes will be normal again." Alicia looked at Damon happily. "All thanks to Damon. He came to see Star and coincidentally found me. He helped me with many things and performed the surgery himself.
"You were lucky. The donor passed away at our hospital. We had the priority." Damon patted her back, looking quite happy.
Half a month ago, donor, corneal transplant...
It was Glenda.
I pieced together the fragments and got an absurd puzzle.
Glenda's corneas were transplanted by Damon into Alicia.
Our daughter died, and her father was celebrating the luck of his first love.
My mind buzzed, filled with intense, undiluted hatred.