Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Lincoln felt like he'd been hit by a spell, his mind swirling with shock, which slowly settled into a deep sense of shame. Morris's love for Nathalie was on a whole different level, making Lincoln feel inadequate as a father. Morris was like a candle, willing to burn himself out completely for Nathalie's sake.

Lincoln was so moved, he couldn't find words for a long while. "You actually put yourself through prison just to clear the path for Nathalie at the last moment. You silly boy, with your health, how much pain would prison bring you?" Lincoln's eyes were teary.

He wiped his tears with the back of his hand, feeling guilty. "I always held it against you for going to jail, never realizing you did it for Vivian. How could you be so foolish?"

Morris sighed, "Uncle, I've got progeria. The doctors say my body's breaking down fast. At this rate, I might only have seven or eight years left."

Lincoln's tears flowed. "Nathan, let's see another doctor. There has to be something we can do."

Morris looked somber, "They say they can slow it down a bit. But in a few years, I'll still end up with gray hair and wrinkles. Aging will rob me of my independence, needing help for everything, even the simplest things. Living like that, with no dignity... I can't bear it."

Lincoln choked up, "Nathan, I went through something similar. It's not as bad as you think."

Morris replied, "I'm not like you, Uncle. Your condition's getting better, but I'll just keep getting older and weaker."

you have to get this disease?

for a moment, "Uncle, Nathalie can't know about this. If

done all these years was to make sure she's happy and carefree. If she knew the truth, she couldn't handle it. All my efforts

hurting his precious daughter. Now, he

I

you have to

for you

Otherwise, how can I

at

the first time, Lincoln felt a deep compassion

and I'll

hand to his chest to bear the pain. "Alright. I promise

"Thank you, Uncle."

clutched Morris's hand tightly,