25.The Exposed Truth

Mia Sorry? I blinked at them in surprise. I wished that I wasn't so tired, I wanted to use my finger to clean out my ears. I wasn't sure that I had heard that right. I didn't know them to be someone who could apologize. What was going on? What had gotten into them? This was surely not the boys that I knew. I arched my eyebrows at them and they didn't laugh or snicker in amusement as they would have done earlier. They still looked miserable as they were when I opened my eyes minutes ago and saw them.  Okay, this was new and unexpected. "What do you want?" I asked, frowning at them. We should get this suspense done with. "We are sorry." John repeated. I sighed. Why weren't they sorry when I was dying? Why weren't they sorry all those years? Why were they sorry now? "Did you bring me to the hospital?" They nodded. I continued with my questioning. "Is my mum here? Is your dad here?" "Yes." They replied. I nodded. No wonder that they were here with me, waiting for me to wake up. I doubted t