Maple Swallow's pupils contracted momentarily, unconsciously releasing Trenton Smith's collar. Trenton's complexion looked snow-white in the darkness of the night, eerily pale without a hint of color.
"Currently, it's unclear whether it's due to external injuries over the years or if it's congenital. However, the doctors say that because it's near densely packed nerves, if the surgery is done now, there's a high chance of failure, potentially leading to a vegetative state. But as long as there are no stimulations from hormones, there's a considerable likelihood it won't worsen. As long as it doesn't grow, and if future surgical conditions permit, it can be removed."
"I haven't had the chance to tell her yet. Actually, I don't know how to say it to her. I promised her that I would keep the child, but for me, I'd rather live without offspring than lose her."
