On that sweltering summer night,he arrived carrying a bag of medicine,his school uniform soaked with sweat.He didn’t care about himself,only hurrying to press a cold towel against her burning forehead.
As Aurelia looked at the beads of sweat clinging to his temple,her eyes stung,and her heart filled with warmth.
She remained forever trapped in that summer night,and each passing day only carved the pain of memories deeper across her heart.
Santino’s back slowly faded from sight.Aurelia gazed at the empty room and whispered softly,“But I’m about to die anyway.”
“When I die,maybe you’ll be a little happier.”
The next day,Astrid Lawrence wore a floral dress and held onto Santino’s arm as they went together to visit his mother.
Seeing his mother’s pale and tired face,Santino clenched his hands.Gratitude for Aurelia’s past kindness and the anger he felt toward her tangled together,leaving him restless.
At the hospital,Aurelia held the examination sheet tightly.“The brain tumor is spreading quickly.Without treatment,you have at most half a year.”
The doctor’s words still echoed in her ears when she turned a corner and suddenly came face-to-face with Santino and Astrid.