Hannah Roland was envious of that girl.

She knew nothing could ever happen between her and Leon Batton, and they might not even talk to each other again, but it still felt awful.

That girl had what she constantly thought about and wanted.

Hannah calmed herself down by taking a deep breath before steeling herself to be strong and gazing at Leon through the screen. "Leon, I wish you nothing but happiness. I hope you can always be with the girl you like," she murmured and then proceeded to lock her phone.

Knock, knock, knock-

Three rapid knocks came upon her door a second before her mother stormed in with a stern look on her face.

"What's the matter, Mommy?" Hannah asked, noticing that her mother didn't seem too well.

Her mother quickly stepped forward. "Hannah, I've been diagnosed with brain cancer. I need surgery."

Her admission stunned Hannah, who felt as if the entire world was collapsing before her.

That was

was high, but many people even suffer from memory loss or decline in intelligence after

ask God why

just been cured, and now her

at her mother nervously. "Is it curable? How high

fifty-percent success rate," her mother said, frowning deeply. "But I don't want to

of this brain cancer. I might not even

I need to tell you some important things

take care of your father, brother, and

got married, but I can't access the money until I reach the

for me as a safety net just in case I need it later. Think of

in the safe-deposit box under my nightstand. The password is your

emergency fund for the family, but keep it a secret

if you're wondering why

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