LAUREEN'S POV
It's been two days since the doctor announced that my mom had a month or less than one to live. I had gotten on my knees, begging him to do what he could to save her, but he promised he had done his best. He had even called his doctor friends outside our country, and they confirmed that there was nothing we could do again as she was already weak, and so I was left with a few weeks to see my mom.
As I sobbed that day in Tristan's arms right there in the doctor's office, I wished I could turn back the hands of time to the moments I was still a little child, but I had no power to do that, which made me just spend the time I had crying.
I wasn't going back home as I needed to spend every minute with my mom and Tristan seemed to understand that, even when I did not say anything
