Forever Unyours

Forever Unyours

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She looked at the man sitted on a couch infront of her. His elbows were on his knees and palms to his face. She knew that he's crying. Who wouldn't? But she isn't. Not a single tear has dropped since the doctor who left the room just announced that she only have less than a year to live; no definite date. She was diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor. The years she had endured the pain of recurring migraines and not really consulting a neurologist had taken a toll on her. She had been busy as a career woman and as a hands on mother and doting wife for the past ten years. She thought of the two beautiful girls they have left at home; her 9 and 4 years old daughters. How are they going to tell them her case. They are too young to be left motherless. She glanced at her husband who at the sametime lifted his head to look at her. His eyes full of sadness. That's when the unshed tears started running down her face. *** He was a multi-millionaire. He inherited their family's pharmaceutical and manufacturing business. They also have scientists that specializes in inventing medicines that can cure major diseases such as cancer. They have been in the business for hundreds of years. His great great grandfather started an advocacy to help people on their medical needs. Every year, they go around the globe to search for that one lucky person with illness that they will sponsor and help recuperate regardless of the stature in life. They already helped hundreds of patients. Although sadly and unfortunately, some did not make it through as well. They have received numerous comments on their advocacy. Many applaude them, most question their intentions accusing them of playing God. But it didn't stopped his family before. And this year, they will be looking for the next person to sponsor.
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