Aristotle stared at Eric as he sucked on his fingers and drooled. His tiny face was a picture of innocence and naivety, completely unaffected by the suffocating air of illness in the ward.
Eric smiled at Aristotle. “So cute… Unfortunately, I’ll never have children, and I’ll never get to watch him grow up.”
Arianne took a deep breath as she felt her eyes sting with tears. “Don’t talk like that. What if a miracle happens? You look fine to me. You’ll be fine. You have to stay optimistic. Everything will get better.”
Eric took off his oxygen mask and paused. “Do I look like a pessimist? You’re all sadder about it than I am. There’s no need, really. I think it’s fine. Putting this thing on makes breathing feel weird. I won’t die. Why should I keep it on?”
Mark forced the oxygen mask back on him. “Are you nuts? If the doctor tells you to put it on, you put it on. Why are you taking it off?”
Eric rolled his eyes helplessly at him. “Fine, I’ll keep it on, okay? I think I can leave the hospital the day after tomorrow. My wound doesn’t hurt so much anymore. I don’t want to lie in this hospital all day and waste my time. I already don’t have very much of it.”
The room door pushed open as he spoke. Tiffany and Jackson entered together. The pair happened to bump into each other at the hospital entrance. When she saw how much better Eric looked, Tiffany strode forward and drew the curtains wide open. “A brighter room feels more uplifting. How are you feeling today? Does it hurt anywhere?”
Eric turned around and gazed at the scene outside, looking very calm. “No, nothing hurts. I’m quite alright. You don’t have to watch over me all the time like this you know. Don’t you have work to do? Get back to your usual schedules. I’m not dying that soon. Are you just waiting to see me for the last time?”
“I’m happy to do it,” Jackson chimed in. “What’s it to you? Honestly, I’m not that busy. The company will do just fine, even if I’m away for a few days. As for your company… I’ve sold it off. I didn’t think it’d be a good idea to just close down and dismiss the staff. Keep it open. As you’ve said, all leftover assets will be turned into donations… after this.”
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