Gold Heart, Warm Soul

6| Meeting Titus

It's been a few days I've been in rehabilitation. The physiotherapist said I have a great start. Also, I've been secretly doing more exercises on my own so I can start walking normally. There are handrails on the walls all over the hospitals and whenever I was bored, I would try to limp to the handrails to support myself and get out of my room.

I've been caught by Nurse Jane once and was heavily reprimanded. She said I should rest more. Also, I received news from my university. They decided to transfer me to their new campus so that it is easier for me to continue my course. They've also given me my account to start self studying online. Moreover, I have to pass all the online test as well as sit for a final paper when I get back to university. My mother wanted me to go back to school later, but I convinced her that I could do it. I was determined to get my degree.

The university I am in is top 3 in Country X and has a world ranking. It is one of the most prestigious school here. In my previous life, I had dropped out of university even though I had good grades. I listened to my mother to rest longer and chased after Titus to earn his love. I thought he would feel pity for me after being in a car accident and would spend more time with me. Boy, did I thought wrong.

My brother came to visit me while I was doing my rehabilitation sessions. He, too, said I was pushing myself too hard. These days, we seem to get along better. Also I had collected a list of data of potential enemies targeting our family's wealth and companies that have shady business that might want to collaborate with the Lee Enterprise. Kace was truly surprise when I sent him the document. I had also sent him other data about other business that will flourish in the near future that we should invest in. For the first time, he thanked me nicely and then proceeded to tell me that I still owe him. What a great guy for reminding me about my debts.

I told my family to not tell anyone that I have brain tumour. I feel like I should keep it a secret. After all, I have many unknown enemies in the future. It's also not good to spread the news of your illness to everyone. You attract pity. I hate the pitiful stares I've gotten in my previous life. It's like a reminder that I was going to die. My mother wholeheartedly agreed with me and I believe it is because she wanta to forget her daughter might be dying. She feels this way because I was in coma for a long time and she doesn't want to lose her daughter again. It's better for me as she doesn't act like she's crying the whole time. My dad on the other hand, is trying to find me the best doctors from America and bringing me medicinal herbs for me to drink. Only Kace acts normal around me.

As I was in a deep thought while holding on the handrail for dear life, my knees felt like buckling as I had reached the limit of my strenuous workout today. I've been trying to walk for an hour so that my muscle can strengthen. My physiotherapist told me not to overdo it, however, I feel restless not being able to move my body as I wished. My mother suggested to start going to a psychiatrist to lessen my emotional trauma. As I feel the last of my strength slipping away from my legs, I knew I was going to fall. I brace myself for the impact and cursed myself for not listing to Nurse Jane advice to rest up.

I felt warmth surrounding my wrist and waist. Someone was trying to hold me up. Thankfully, I did not hit the ground. I would get a bruise and get scolded by nurse Jane. As I peeked open my eyes, my body froze. What the-  Familiar obsidian eyes looked back at me. Dark hair framed his face. Panic started to rise in me. I steadied my feet and let go of him. Him. Him. Him. Why is Titus here? As adrenaline passed through me, I had the strength to push myself off him and backed away to the nearest wall. I closed my eyes and breathe a full mouth of air to calm me down.

Flashbacks of my previous life cut open my head and force me to revisit them. "Get away from me." "Don't ever touch me." "You're a waste of my time." "Why would I ever see you again." As I tried to control my panic, I heard a deep voice with a pinch of worry asked me, "Are you okay? I didn't hurt you,right?"