His Eagle Eyes on Me

Twelve years had passed, and Taronia was experiencing an exceptionally harsh and unforgiving winter.

The doctor had come to give the old woman an injection, but her skin no longer allowed him to find her veins.

He shook his head at Irene before leaving.

Tears rolled down Irene's face as she watched the doctor leave.

"Irene..." murmured the old woman weakly.

Irene swiftly wiped her tears away and calmed herself before turning around and heading back to bed.

"Don't be afraid, Grandma. The doctor forgot to bring the medicine. He is heading back to the clinic to take it." Irene did not want the old woman to worry.

The old woman had been bedridden and ill ever since she had tripped and fallen a year ago. Had Irene not tended to her carefully, she would have passed away a long time ago. After a year of fighting to survive, the old lady felt weak and weary. She had no energy left to continue the fight. She had been unable to eat for three months and had wasted away. She had become a living skeleton because of the lack of nutrition. A sharp pain lanced through her chest with every breath she took.

the old woman held onto Irene's hands with tears in her eyes. "I- I really

do if you are gone? I want you to stay with me

woman felt as though the pain

mediocre life had been given a purpose when Irene walked into

woman sobbed as she whispered, "You have to... be happy... Be careful... of bad

choked on her tears,

not remove... the mask... Not until... you are

those words to her many times over the years,

You've always

bury me wherever... D- Don't spend any money on me... Sigh..." The old woman looked back on the past year of her life. Though she had refused to be treated at a hospital, Irene had spent a

so the old woman realized that she must be working multiple jobs

she heard the old woman sigh. Unable to utter a

of time. Irene wiped her tears away and looked up

look for him. I promise. I'm just curious."