Chapter 15
During the many endless days of depression and despair, Gloria realized what she had lost, and cried for hours in bed.
This loss could only be forgotten during brief moments of the morning by the sun’s rays emerging from between the trees of the forest.
She remembered, while observing the sunshine from the window of her room, how I loved the morning and told her that waking up, looking at her eyes, was the best moment of my day.
She still had these memories to hold on to, as if it was the only thing left in her life.
Never again would Gloria gain another opportunity to be cured and experience true love.
Indeed, only love could cure her from a tendency to grow cysts in her body and cancer too.
She spent her afternoons walking in the forest, listening to the birds, and tryi
