My favorite rose bushes were there. I always fantasized about him growing up and planting flowers with me.
But he'd never grow up.
Wiping away my tears, I was about to leave the hospital when I saw two familiar figures around the corner.
"Hugh, I'm scared..."
Trina sat in a wheelchair, reluctantly holding Hugh's hand.
Hugh smiled gently. When he was about to speak, he looked up and saw me.
He unconsciously frowned as if my showing up here was a great mistake.
Trina also saw me, and her face became somewhat distorted.
"Why are you here?"
He asked so naturally. Last night, when I had a stomachache and asked him to go to the hospital with me, he left me alone. Seemed he had forgotten all about it.
I didn't want to waste time with him, so I turned my gaze away and was about to leave, but Trina stopped me.
"Ava, you have hated me for so long, and now you finally get your wish."
Trina said that her condition was very bad, and she might die soon.
I didn't say anything, but Hugh became impatient.
"What are you doing here?"
He frowned and sized me up. Apart from my pale complexion, I seemed no different from usual times.