Differences

Chapter 53 - Luke

New Chapter!!! 🕰️

Warning: This chapter like the previous chapter explores illness and passing. Please read what is most comfortable for you.

This chapter is very short and I am planning to upload another chapter very soon (I just need to tweak a few bits, if I'm lucky I might upload in a couple of mins)😌😗

It is still relatively a heavy subject, but I hope you enjoy your time reading it. 📕📙📘📗

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Day four.

Four full days had passed.

I was regaining strength and stamina by the day.

My wounds were healing all nice and well.

But I didn't move around much. Not because I didn't want to, but there was only place I would leave my room for. I spent more time in her room than my own.

My room was plain, and boring. Made strictly for its intended purpose. Temporary stay and care. 

Her room was . . . loud and quiet, cold, and off. But with just her presence, it grounded me. Knowing she was still here. Knowing she was still warm under my hands. Knowing her heart was still beating, her body was still trying. Trying to live.

"You know, you still promised me a shopping date. You still need to prove your point, I might not have the patience of a saint, but I would for you." I say trying to remember the days before this atrocity. It's only in time like these you come to appreciate the boring days. The normal days. Just the mundane times.

The times I was desperate to bring back.

"You need to fill your wardrobe from one end to the other. It's so empty. I'm sure you'll find many clothes that you will want to wear in the future. Wear them to many new places, new events. I just know you'll look breathtaking in anything you chose to wear. . ."

I didn't know if I wanted to think about it or not. Did I want to envision the possible future or would that backfire on me?

What if . . .

I shove the thought aside.

She will persevere like she had always done. There will be a day when we can look back on it as a mere distant memory.

It will happen.

It will happen.

It will. It will.

It must.