Love Coming From The Least Expected novel Chapter 321

I sensed that Lucas had been very secretive lately. He did not come to my place often, and when he did, he only stayed for a short while. After a few words with me, he would praise Silas before he left, saying how awesome Silas was.

In the morning, when I woke up, I would take the calendar and tore a page from it. Each time, the 3-month calendar would have one page less. In the blink of an eye, it was much thinner. It seemed that there was not much left of the remaining days.

Silas hung the calendar back in place and wheeled me out for breakfast. I did not have much appetite, but he insisted that I eat, so I took a few mouthfuls. At that, I sighed. “I’ve been here for a month already. Tell me, when a person’s life is on a countdown to two months, what can she do?”

I did not expect him to say anything because he had never spoken to me. However, today, he seemed to be pondering over something. After a while, he brought over a printing block and put it in front of me. Then, he placed my hand on the block. It was the type of block that the blinds used, where we could feel the words on it by touch.

It was a simple phrase, and I was able to recognize it after feeling it a few times. He had written: Spend every day meaningfully with the person you love.

Ugh! Even though he knew that I could not be with Christopher, he just had to mention this, huh? I tossed the block aside and sighed. “I would not be meeting him. I’m already dying, so I do not want him to see me suffering as I die.”

After a while, Silas wrote another sentence for me. This time it was a bit longer, and I took a long time to feel it to recognize it. It read: You believe that this is the best thing to do. Perhaps he is in pain now because you have left him, and he would rather be with you.

I was silent for a long time, lifting my eyes to the ceiling. “You don’t understand, Silas, and you won’t understand. It is so painful to watch the life force of someone you love slowing ebbing away. On the deserted island, I held Christopher in my arms. He was dying like how I am now. His whole body was cold, and his breathing shallow and weak. At that moment, I wished that I could die first, so I wouldn’t have to let him see this. I didn’t want to be so cruel!”