Chapter 85

With the help of my nose, I followed Richard's scent till I got to the room where his scent was more concentrated. I found him sitting on a chair beside his mother, his hands holding hers in a tight grip.

The sight I saw had me holding back tears. Richard's mom has always been a strong figure; I don't think I have ever seen her dull and inactive. She was always involved in the hospital's dealings, and she was always around to make sure everything was in place.

I must say, it was sad to see her on the bed, looking frail and worse for wear. I dragged the lone chair I saw lying around towards Richard and sat down. "What is wrong with her?"

"I don't know. Gamgam said she couldn't put a finger on what was wrong with her. I would have said it was old age, but she isn't that old." He explained, caressing his mother's hand. I looked at her lying lifeless on the bed. White hair was sprinkled all over her head. Her eyes were shut tight in pain, and she was constantly groaning in her sleep.