"I don't know when I'll see her again!"
"Your Majesty, don't you care about my pain in saying farewell?"
Her eyes filled with tears, her delicate face streaked with sorrow, looking so pitiful.
Without hesitation, Huston let go of my hand and gently wiped her tears away.
Turning to me with a troubled expression, he said.
"Renee, you have many birthdays, but Amy has only one mother."
"If her mother passes away without a cure, this will be their last meeting."
"Please, be understanding and let her have this moment, hmm?"
A heavy bitterness clogged my throat, rendering me speechless, leaving only disappointment in my eyes.
So many birthdays, he said.
But he didn't know.
This would be the last birthday of my life.
Misty dusk.
