Chapter 19

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Marco POV

I am at the hospital visiting my dad when I get Ace's text about the reservation. My dad had been admitted the day before yesterday after collapsing in the middle of a store. I haven't told Ace yet. I look up after coming to the door to the hospital room and knock before entering. It's a private room, thankfully.

"Hey, dad." I pull up a chair and sit beside his bed.

"Marco, nice to see you again. Has something good happened? You're smiling."

"Oh, I have a date with Ace this Saturday." I grin down at him, noticing the sickly color that's taking over his skin. The sunken eyes and tired expression. It's easy to tell his condition isn't improving. I try to ignore it, pretend he is getting better.

"Is that so? I am glad that you have finally met someone, and I was able to see it happen. For a little while I was worried I wouldn't live long enough to watch you fall in love. Now that I have gotten to, I will be able to die happily."

My face twists into a hurt expression, and I look away to the floor, "please don't say that. You're going to be fine. We will be able to take you home once you are heathy again."

"Oh, Marco, I am so sorry but we both know I don't have much longer."

A dry sob escapes, and I take his hand into my own. We sit like that in silence until a nurse comes to tell me visiting hours had ended.

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