Fate's Correspondence: A Love Written In Words

FLASHBACK

**Roy’s Room – A Fevered Flashback**

The scene opens in Roy’s dimly lit room, the faint glow of morning filtering through the curtains. He lies in bed, his face pale, skin flushed with fever. Beads of sweat form on his forehead as he tosses and turns, his body weak from sickness. The room is quiet except for the occasional cough and the distant sound of rain pattering against the window.

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**Roy’s Inner Monologue:** 
*I can’t believe I got sick… again. I can’t even go to school today.*

He rolls over, staring at the ceiling. His head throbs, but the fever pulls him deeper into his thoughts. Memories, once buried, begin to resurface, blurring the line between past and present. Slowly, a familiar scene unfolds before his eyes—a memory from years ago.

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**Flashback: Roy’s Childhood**

The room shifts, and young Roy is sitting on the edge of a hospital bed, his small hand clutching his mother’s frail fingers. His mother is lying there, her face pale and thin, but she still manages to smile at him. Even in her weakest moments, she radiates warmth.

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**Roy’s Mother:** (in a soft, weak voice) 
“Sweetheart, you need to promise me something.”

Young Roy looks up, his eyes wide and filled with concern.

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**Young Roy:** 
“What is it, Mom?”

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**Roy’s Mother:** 
“When life gets hard, and you feel like you can’t go on… promise me you’ll keep moving forward. You’re strong, Roy. Stronger than you think.”

Her voice is barely a whisper, but it lingers in the air, sinking into Roy’s heart. He doesn’t fully understand what she means, but he nods, his eyes glistening with unshed tears.

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**Young Roy:** 
“I promise.”

The memory blurs, and the scene shifts again, this time to an earlier moment in their home. Roy’s mother is in the kitchen, preparing a simple meal while humming a soft tune. A young Roy sits at the table, watching her with admiration. Her presence fills the room with love and warmth, and for a moment, everything feels perfect.

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**Young Roy:** 
“Mom, can I help?”

She smiles at him, her eyes filled with pride.

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**Roy’s Mother:** 
“Of course, sweetheart. Grab that spoon and come here.”

They cook together, and the scene feels almost idyllic—a mother and her son, sharing a moment of peace. The warmth of the kitchen, the sound of her laughter, and the gentle rhythm of their routine all meld into a cherished memory.

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**Roy’s Inner Monologue (Present):** 
*I miss her so much…*

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**Flashback: The Day Everything Changed**

The scene shifts again, this time darker and heavier. It’s the day Roy’s mother was hospitalized. Young Roy stands outside the hospital room, tears streaming down his face. He had just argued with his mother earlier that day, angry and frustrated at the world. He didn’t understand why everything was falling apart.

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**Young Roy:** 
*Why did I say those things? Why did I hurt her like that?*

He watches as doctors rush in and out of the room, and the weight of his regret feels like a heavy stone in his chest. He had let his anger and pain get the better of him, and now he feared it was too late to make things right.