The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 184

TIMOTHY POV

Timothy’s footsteps echoed in the sterile hospital corridor as he made his way to the front desk. He had been gripped by an overwhelming sense of urgency, a gnawing worry that had been festering ever since he received the call about his mother’s condition. He had to see her, to ensure that she was receiving the best care possible.

“Excuse me,” he said to the nurse behind the desk, his voice edged with concern. “I’m here to see my mother, Abigail Lawrence. Can you tell me which room she’s in?”

The nurse glanced up from her paperwork, her expression inscrutable. She tapped away at the computer, and Timothy anxiously tapped his fingers.

on the counter.

“I’m sorry, sir, but it seems that your mother has discharged herself,” she said, her tone even.

Timothy’s heart plummeted, and anger flared within him. “Discharged herself? Why would she do that? She’s been diagnosed with cancer, and she

needs treatment”

The nurse offered a sympathetic look, though her tone remained unchanged. “I understand your concern, but your mother left before we could discuss further treatment options with her. It was against medical advice.”

Timothy couldn’t fathom the reason behind his mother’s rash decision. It was unlike her to take matters

into her own hands, especially when her

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health was at stake. The worry gnawed at him, and he clenched his fists in frustration.

“Can you tell me when she left?” he asked, his voice strained.

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checked the computer again and responded, “She discharged herself earlier this morning. We tried

nurse and stormed out of the hospital, his mind racing with a mixture of fear and frustration. He needed to find his mother and convince her

sense of helplessness and anger consuming him. His mother’s decision to leave the hospital against medical advice was reckless and

racing towards the place that held the woman he loved most in the world. He couldn’t understand

away.

mother’s home was a blur of anxiety and uncertainty. He hoped to find her there, to persuade her to return to the hospital, but the fear of

he arrived at her modest, well–kept house, he noticed that her car was parked in the driveway. A flicker of relief washed over him as he hurriedly approached

called out as

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his way through the rooms, searching for any sign of his mother. It wasn’t until he reached the kitchen that he found her, seated

glass of water before her. She was gazing out the window, her thoughts a million miles away, “Mom,” Timothy

turned to look at him, her expression a mix of defiance and sorrow. “I couldn’t stand being cooped up in that place any longer. They were talking about treatments and surgeries,

about more than just fresh air, Mom. You have cancer, and you need treatment. You can’t just walk away from

believe I can,” she stated, her

beside her and wrung his hands together, trying to find

voice hoarse. “Why are you refusing treatment? You can’t just give

don’t understand. I don’t want to suffer anymore. The treatments, the pain,

much.”

the best doctors, the best treatments. But you have to

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can’t do this anymore. I’ve seen what it does to

been strong–willed, but he had never seen her give up like this.

and hard, Timothy. It’s not giving up; it’s choosing how I want to live my final

failing her, like he couldn’t do anything to change her mind. He turned away from her, his shoulders. slumping in defeat. “I just can’t accept this, Mom. I

considered him for a moment, then offered a smile. “There is something you can do, Timothy. Take me to our favorite beach, one last time. Let me feel the sea breeze, see the waves, and listen to the seagulls. That’s all I want.

could see the determination in her eyes, and he knew that she wouldn’t budge on the matter. Swallowing his sorrow, he nodded. “Alright, Mom. We’ll

her son’s cheek, her touch gentle and filled with love. “Thank you, Timothy. I know it’s hard for you to accept, but it’s my choice. And I appreciate