{After 1 and a half year}

‘’My condition is now becoming stable but I am still afraid of everything.’’ I gloomily said to my uncle.

“What are you afraid of sandy?” he asked.

“I’m afraid that Lay will hate me. I’m afraid that he will misunderstand everything.” I sighed.

“I can’t face him like this. I’m not ready yet.” I continued.

“I’m afraid Lay will not accept me now.”  Tears fall in my eye.

Uncle just simply pats my head and smiled at me like my father and said:

“Don’t worry. If Lay really loves you, he will understand.”

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Even I don’t want to, Uncle forced me to go outside and spend some time on my own. He wants me to enjoy the things I do before because I spend a half and a year inside the hospital. I don’t know. I’m still not ready to face this world. It’s like everything has changed.

I went to the park where Lay and I always hang out. Flashbacks rushed in mind. All those happy memories, can we still continue it? Can Lay still accept me? Can he still understand?

He might think I broke my promise to him but can he bla