More Than A Business Deal

I don’t think I could do it all over again. I might have been young when mom died but that doesn't

never be defeated by the ills of the world was now being brutally defeated by cancer. If only cancer was huma

s like someone was squeezing my heart that had thorns in them. I could not control mys

pain. I didn’t want to see him so weak and defeated. The doctor and the male nurse stood there awkwardly and jus

life was so fucking unfair to the good people in it. The good ones sho

suspect or even see him sick?” it was still so disbelieving to me. How was it that I had not once seen

tage where he would have needed chemotherapy. Everything just spiralled down so fast.” The doctor’s reply seem

sole reason that Dr Martin was someone my dad respected a lot. I didn

y dad’s face. I shuffled the chair closer to Dad’s bed and took his hands in mine

are doing the best we can” There was no way he actually expected me t

a moment wit

e been standing there the whole time? I should not be surprised though. That was one of Duke’s special abilities. He could be in

he door behind him, I let out a shaky

is scary. It reminds me too much of Mom and I don't like it.” I t

up like this and wanted to spend so much time with me but I was being a brat as always. I

ou. I should have been by your side as you struggled but I was halfwa

hings to yourself” I turned to see Duke at the door. Just like I said earlier, he had the ability to move

ral times to come back home but I was being

We should be positive that the med

hope, I was mentally on my knees

to your room, y

don't need to rest. ``I was not going to leave Dad alone any

t you do not want to be ill by the time your father regains his consciou

nd rest but promise to call

ou must be exhausted” I was reluctant to leave but Duke had pr

a relief because it had been such a mess when I left it. I had not planned to go to Italy so I had turned my room upside down in a haste to pack so

was occupied with Dad, they used that opportunity to arrange my things. There was a knock on the door before I cou

uld you like to eat

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quick shower. What had intended to be a short shower, ended up taking almost thirty minutes. I found mys

closet and picked out sweatpants and a crop top. I put my blonde hair into a messy bun t

when I said I loved the attention. My long wavy hair fell just above my waist, I had bright blue eyes whic

I could not walk out of by myself. It was so much easier to get people to do what you

I found myself drifting to sleep. Just before I was pulled into sleep I remembered that I h

onsible for cleaning the area. I used to spend hours there when I was younger, reading the same b