He paused briefly before continuing.
“We can attempt surgery to remove it. However… there’s a possibility that after the operation, you may not wake up the same.”
“Brain cancer…”
Amara repeated the words softly under her breath.
Her eyes stayed fixed on the doctor while the words echoed inside her mind again and again, sounding unreal. Like a nightmare she would eventually wake up from if she just waited long enough.
But the doctor was still sitting there in front of her.
The hospital was still noisy outside the office.
And yet everything around her felt unbearably quiet at the same time.
“…Okay.”
The word left her lips weakly.
Slowly, she gathered the papers with trembling hands and folded them carefully even though her fingers barely seemed to work properly anymore. Her brows were pulled together in a small frown, but the expression on her face looked strangely blank.
“I… I should leave now?” she asked quietly, lifting her eyes toward the doctor.
The doctor looked at her with soft, sympathetic eyes and gave a small nod.
He was probably realizing she was only twenty-four years old.
Twenty-four.
And her life was already ending like this.
Amara slowly rose from her chair.
She turned toward the door, but before she could leave, the doctor spoke again gently.
“Mrs. Creed, I think it would be better if you called someone to pick you up and take you home.”
Mrs. Creed.
The words echoed inside her head.
So loud it almost hurt.
She still remembered the first time she had heard it.
It was right after the wedding ceremony had ended. Juliet had rushed toward her excitedly and wrapped her arms tightly around her.
“You’re finally Mrs. Creed!” Juliet had squealed happily. “Look at your face! You’re glowing so much it feels like you’re about to light up the whole room.”
Amara had laughed so brightly that day.
Because only Juliet truly knew how much she liked Elias.
Her first crush.
The first man she had ever truly fallen for.
Marrying him had felt like a dream coming true.
