The beeping of the heart rate monitor was the only noise in the whole silent room, and the occasional inhaling and exhaling that softly emitted from grandmother's sleeping figure. The slow rise and fall of her chest was enough to tell us that the doctor was right. She wasn't in any critical danger, but that didn't mean her lung cancer wasn't eating away in her.
The chairs beside mine scraped as they are pushed back by the force of someone standing up, making me turn around to look at my parents.
"We need to go talk to the doctor a bit. Stay here with grandma, alright?" I nodded and looked away, turning my attention back to grandmother as I felt mother pat my shoulder twice before exiting the chamber alongside father.
Once the door was shut behind me, the silent tears trickled down.
Dear listeners, I had been so busy telling you about the crazy fantasies my grandmother makes, that I never mentioned what she is actually going through.
For the last six years, grandma had been diagnosed with lung cancer, and it has been eating away at her since then. Apparently the doctors said she had three years to live, but she proved them wrong by living extra three more. Seeing that, we hopped for more...believing she could beat her death date.
This is her first collapse ever since being diagnosed.
And it is all because of me.
"Oh grandma." I whispered, unable to trust my voice as I clutched her soft and delicate hand in mine. "I'm so sorry."
The tears streamed down uncontrollably as the unthinkable crossed my mind.
Grandmother was going to die sooner that I thought, and I don't think I can live with myself. I don't think I can face it.
Despite her craziness, she is still my grandmother, my only trustable friend and companion, my lookalike. That's right, I'm a spitting image of grandmother in her young age. And may be perhaps because of that; I feel way more connected to her than anyone else.
"I'm so very sorry I-"
"Ye Suh?"
The week voice had me gasping and pulling back my tears, startling me as I noticed grandmothers eyes slowly prying open as she blinked rapidly. "Ye Suh dear, is it you?"
Oh my God!
"Yes!" I exclaimed, my face breaking into a relieved smile as I pressed her hands, getting ready to get up. "Yes! Yes it's me! Your Ye Suh! Hold on grandma I'll call mother and-"
"Wait."
The smile left my face, replaced with confusion as she lightly tugs at my hand, making me sit back down. "Don't leave. I just want to be with you for now. A little longer."
Aww.
I stared at her as the tears threatened to spill again, forcing out a smile while I pushed her grey hairs gently away from her face. "Grandma, I'm sorry for what I said earlier. I know what they mean to you. I shouldn't have said all that. I'm so sorry."
No reply.
"Grandma I-"
"You remind me so much of myself."
My lips parted in surprise as the words left grandma's mouth. I remind her of herself? Never had she ever said that to me before.
Looking at me directly, grandma forced out a smile as she attempted to squeeze my hand in comfort. "You remind me so much of my past self, in behaviour, and appearance. Everytime I see you, I see that 22 year old version of me, the young and lively girl who enjoyed her work so much because of the family she made there."
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