Mia arrives home

It breathed a fluorescent dawning the subsequent day. She stood in front of the mirror in her room staring at her reflection. She had just finished bathing and she wore a slim dress. She rubbed some lipgloss on her arid lips and sprayed some perfume on her dress.

She heard some footsteps entering the room and she paused and glanced over her shoulder she spotted Mark standing by the door looking agaped at her bald head. He glanced at her wig lying on the table.

"You're bald Mia." His eyes were protruding

"Yes, " tears escaped her somber eyes, "I am ill with cancer. I have a tumor in my brain."

Mark's eyes shrank, he panicked. He felt anxious and ambled towards her, "it is bad. This feels unfair."

"What's unfair?"

Mark stood in front of her their arms were almost touching, "I just met you and I was hoping that we will make beautiful memories together but you're ill you won't have the strength spending time with me, " he touched her cheek looking into her eyes, "you look so frail you sho