He sighed deeply, accepting her demand, agreeing to tell her what he had been through. He was afraid to see her reaction, her painful reaction, but he chose the point of no return.
He knew he had to tell her and if she was dying that much to know, then he must not delay further.
“Thank you.” She smiled feebly, moving her hand down to hold his hands.
“Hmm.” He hummed as they both sat on the bed, she gave his hand a gentle squeeze, reassuring him to tell. To convey that ‘it’s okay’.
His heart skipped a beat as he began to tell her what happened when they were separated at the orphanage.
“After you left… I was left all alone. I was almost eighteen, my time to leave was coming anyways…” He sighed, not wanting to remember about that time.
“That family was looking for a successor for thei
