I carried the prepared meal to my mother's ward and forced a smile, saying, "Mom, how are you feeling today?"
My mother turned her head and looked behind me, asking, "Ellie, you're here. Where didn't Sunshine come today?"
Actually, Sunshine was my son's nickname, symbolizing my hope for him to radiate warmth and positivity like the sun.
His real name was Leo Lewis, given by Oliver.
Leo. Good name. It carried Oliver's longing for Cleo.
The vivid image of Sunshine lying broken after falling off the cliff suddenly resurfaced in my mind, causing me to momentarily lose awareness and struggle to maintain my balance.
"Mom, Sunshine had a class, so I'm the only one coming here today," I explained.
My mother was now in the advanced stage of cancer, fighting for her life through chemotherapy and imported medications. I didn't want her to know these sad things.
Due to the bankruptcy of the Maxwell family, we were left with only a few remaining assets. These resources were all dedicated towards sustaining my mother's life.