The nurse took a look at my medical record and fell into silence. “Ms. Tanner… I’m sure the doctors will figure a way out,” she muttered.
Her words fell on my ears like a final verdict that sealed my fate. The glass in my hand slipped to the ground and shattered. I was not dreaming.
“Are you okay, Ms. Tanner?” the nurse cried out and ran to grab a towel to dry my hands. My heart warmed upon receiving kindness from a stranger.
“Sorry to trouble you,” I said, trying to put on a smile. “Could you pour me another glass of water?”
The nurse got me some water, and I took my medication under her watchful gaze. I sat back in my bed, listening intentionally for my own heartbeat. I wondered if my heart would stop beating anytime soon.
Sturdy footsteps soon echoed down the corridor outside and stopped right outside of my door. I turned my head toward the door, anticipating someone. “Darius?”
“How are you feeling?” It was Gordon.
“I’m fine. Thanks, Mr. Lane.” I lowered my head, bracing myself to hear the bad news.
“Well…” There was hesitation in his voice. Before long, he cleared his voice and changed the topic. “I know my wife doesn’t like you dating Chris, and I hope you don’t mind her honesty. She tends to overthink things, but rest assured, I approve of this relationship. You might find our family intimidating, but I will readily welcome anyone my son loves. I don’t really care about finding a daughter-in-law with good family background. I’m sure my son made the best choice.”
“Thank you, Mr. Lane. That’s very kind of you.” Our exchange was purely for cordiality’s sake. I was not in the capacity to demand the family to accept me. After all, I was a dying person.
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