BILLIONAIRE'S BARGAIN: Fate of Aries.

ing with thoughts of how she ended up in this situatio

lf, chatting and laughing. I couldn't understand ho

ntered the room. It was Mrs. Jenkins, my mother's private na

the bag down on the floor. "I've brought some of your mother's thin

ocess everything. "Thanks, M

"I know this is a lot to take in, dear. But we'll get throug

rm in my throat. I looked up at M

th your mother for a bit. You can go get some

nodded. I needed to clear my head

her larger one. "I brought you some snacks and a wate

Jenkins. She had always been like a second mother to me, a

rried, and confused. But I knew I had to be strong for my mo

my life had changed in just a few hours. I had gone from being a carefree

ative thoughts. I would get through this, and so wo

a snack and a drink, then found a qui

a text to my best friend, Rachel

at the hospital. Mom's not doing well. I'll fill you in later." I kne

Rachel's name flashing on the screen. I smil

on?! Is your mom okay

type out a response, trying to sum

morning, and the doctors say she has canc

in, and I saw anoth

ry! What can I do? Do you nee

g grateful for R

ere for Mom right now. But thanks f

hing that was going on, I felt a sense of calm wash over me as I talked to my

e messages of support and encouragement. My phone beeped con

d, "What's the plan? What

breath befor

e not sure if she's strong enough. They're running

esponse wa

I'm sending all my posi

a sense of gratitu

. That means

needed to get back to my mother's side. I

k to Mom's room," I typed out, t

elf and your mom. Keep me posted

r her support. "I will. Thank

" Rachel

nse of comfort knowing that

, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. Talking t

air fill my lungs. I closed my eyes for a moment

d been sitting and chatting with Rachel. I k

began to walk down the corridor towards my mother's private room. My fe

ed. My mother's sudden illness, the diagnosis, the uncertainty of it al

and pushed it open. Mrs. Jenkins was sitting beside my mother

doing?" she asked, con

assure her. "I'm okay.

ing down in the bed helple

ddenly opened the door. She was in her early

My name is Nurse Thompson, and I was sent by Dr.

y for the news. Mrs. Jenkins put down her bo

urged, my voice bar

is a little bit stronger than we initially thought. Her vital signs are st