"Why has a cold left him like this?" I said, feeling a couple of tears beginning to well up in my eyes. I didn't want to cry. I didn't want to show weakness or any emotion, but it was impossible now that I saw the ravages of the illness he was hiding.
"Because Arthur's body isn't like ours anymore," said Ethan's voice suddenly as he passed through the curtain that prevented any virus or bacteria from attacking him.
"What is that illness? Why can a cold be so harmful to him?" I dared to ask this time, without any shame. I just wanted to know the truth and finally see the reality Arthur was living.
"Arthur has stage 4 Hodgkin's Lymphoma," he said with a certain coldness and hardness. That's how it seemed to me. I didn't know what that illness was or what it entailed, but it sounded quite
