The widow came out of the operating room.
The doctor shook his head; there was no turning back.
The cancer cells had spread, and no medicine could cure it.
This was the fated ending.
In the afternoon, when the widow woke up, the first thing she did was look around, maybe not seeing Alex, she was a bit agitated.
But having always despised having a mentally ill son and feeling ashamed, she never spoke a word of looking for her son.
The human heart is a complex paradox.
Despising on one hand, unwilling to let him go on the other.
In the end, the widow seemed to resign herself to fate, lying in the hospital bed waiting to die.
She only had a path of death.
Tiana Thorne had long known her fate, she wouldn't live past today.
But the only thing Tiana felt was unworthy was that she had a mentally ill son, and yet her son's heart and eyes were full of his mother.
Whether it was the widow's misfortune or her blessing was unknown.
