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chapter 13: tears

KATHRYN'S POV :

I was on my way to Daniel's ward. I brought along with me his favorite pillow.

I meet nurses and doctors rushing at his room. I ran as fast as I can.

My heart was beating fast. I couldn't catch my breath.

I'm very worried.

what would happen to him?

I don't want to lose him. No! not yet.

Daniel! don't leave me.

I don't want our love story to end just HERE!

When I reached the ward. I began bursting in tears.

He didn't speak. He didn't even move a muscle.

and the worst part is...

his heartbeat skipped.

The doctors transferred him to the emergency room.

I can't bear watching him laying at the bed with his eyes closed. What could happen to him?

I wanted to enter the room but they didn't allow me.

Tita Carla hugged me and I began crying. She whispered to me that Daniel's gonna be okay.

HOW CAN THEY TELL THAT TO ME?

THEY'RE NOT GOD!

I was waiting for the doctor's news.

but I see no signs of them.

I went to the chapel and prayed for Daniel.

while praying I cried and cried. Tears won't stop rolling at my cheeks.

Maybe being with him is the reason, why he experienced different kinds of trials.

I remembered that time when he fought for me that's why he was sent to detention.

that time when I was going to hit by the car.

He saved me and he got wounded.

and lastly,

He forgot his family that's why Tito Rommel and Daniel had a huge quarrel. It was that time when we had dinner over at Mang inasal.

I think I'm the one who brought bad luck to him.

That's why...

I made a pledge to God.

if.....

Daniel would be fully cured.

I would pursue my studies in Canada. Where my aunt and cousins are. Mom and Dad booked me the schedule already. Anytime, I could fly abroad.

I would leave him alone in his life.

I regretted the first time we meet.

even though it's NOT us.

I had always treated him like one.

and I am willing to do this for him.

As I finished praying.

the doctor told us that he's stable.

...

after a week, he will be okay.

I went home and got the letter I wrote a year ago and some stuff.

I returned to the hospital and gave Tita Carla the letter...

I told her, not to read it. I also told her to let Daniel read it a year after his recovery.

I also gave her the picture of Daniel and me during the homecoming night.

and lastly,

I gave her my handkerchief and the poem I made...

I want her to hand it over to him...

as parting words, I told her...

Don't tell him, where I'm going.

That was also the one that I told my close friends.

I don't want to tell him.

This is my pledge, and I should stand it.

the next day...

I flew to Canada bringing the pain and sorrow deep within me.