Although Christopher’s parents came to the hospital frequently these days, I hadn’t bumped into them until today. Now that we finally met, I felt that I wasn’t mentally ready for the encounter.

 

“How are you, Mrs. Lane?” Although I couldn’t see anything, I still pinched my fingers nervously and didn’t know where to lay my gaze.

 

Julia said gently. “You were sleeping when I visited you yesterday. Now, you seem to have recovered a lot. Anyway, feel

don’t need anything. The nurses here

turned around and gazed at him as I left reluctantly. After all, I wished to stay with him all day if I had a

the doctor said it is best to let him sleep rather than inject any

had happened to pass by my ward. I

garden outside and stopped at the pavilion, where some patients loved catching some sun. Julia asked her subordinate to help me sit in the wheelchair and handed some food to me. I loved the fruits and ate quite a

 

dates are air-freighted from Italy and help replenish blood.

sank upon hearing it. Deep down, I felt that the dates symbolized a huge gap between Christopher and I. He was rich enough to afford fruits that were

a stubborn kid. He always strived to be the first in everything at school and refuses to admit defeat. There was a time when he learned Taekwondo, and someone defeated him. He cried and asked his dad to teach him fighting skills.

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