Gemini Man Cancer Woman Novels & Stories

"That was due to plain possessiveness. I'll cut ties with her this very second!" Unable to accept this, Gigi erupted in fury, shouting, "That's not the case! His cancer is..."

Her throat tightened, making it impossible to speak. "Ariel! What the hell is going on? What chemotherapy sessions? What follow-up appointments? You… What's wrong with your body?" Janice broke down in tears as soon as she registered the severity of the situation. She raised her voice, hoping to force Ariel to tell her it was all a misunderstanding, that it wasn't true. But Ariel only looked at her and swallowed hard. A bitter smile curved her lips. "I… I have endometrial cancer." Janice's world seemed to collapse around her. She froze, forcing herself to accept the devastating truth.

One of her classmates, Catherine, that I was able to meet up with told me that she had probably died of cancer, but added a not-so-funny joke. “She was a sick girl. We learnt a month after you left that she had cancer. Her parents did not tell us exactly what killed her, but we guess it was the cancer. But oh, maybe it was a heartbreak from Alexander. She got to really like that douchebag, but he left her for another girl. I was even told that Alexander had sex with her multiple times, and probably tore her–”, the classmate was explaining, but I could not listen anymore. “Enough. I don't want to hear whatever you have to say anymore”, I announced.

I began, moments later as he drove us to the hangar in the airport. "I'm all ears, ma’am," He said. "Earlier, you said that woman is sick. What sort of illness is it?" I asked. "Terminal ovarian cancer," He revealed, and I gasped in shock. She really didn't have enough time left to live. "Yes, she doesn't," The man replied, only then did I realize that I had thought aloud. Great, I was finally going to be reunited with my mother and she had a terminal illness. The universe must really hate me.

Standing casually and listening to our conversation was a small woman, maybe 5 feet 1 inch tall, with long, wavy black hair and gentle green eyes. "Allow me to introduce you to a close friend of mine," he announced, and then he waved the woman over. "She's a witch," Kaya said as she stood up to examine her more closely. "And a very powerful one at that. I can sense the magic coursing through her very being." "This is Celia," Beta John introduced us. "She is a Gemini witch, one of only a few still in existence." "How did...?" A look of sheer perplexion crossed Nic's face, and he gulped down his remarks. His behavior is completely new to me. Was he frightened of her?

She seemed vaguely familiar to Adelynn, but she couldn't exactly recall where she'd seen the lady. "Excuse me" the lady said and Adelynn blinked. "Can I help you?" She asked and the lady with the Auburn curls nervously made eye contact with Jensen. After a few seconds, she slowly moved her gaze away from Jensen. "Aren't you Mr Suarez's wife?" the lady asked Adelynn who nearly flinched visibly. "Yes, I am" she said, staring coldly at the lady who was standing in front of her. "My name is Gemma.

The sound of the computer was still audible, showing that the patient connected with the computer was still alive. “How is she, Doctor?” asked Mrs. Columba Rajadi softly. Her husband was merely standing behind her and staring at Madam Queenie Qamra with his great pity. “Liver cancer… Already the fifth stadium…” said the doctor weakly. He bowed down his head a little bit. Mr. Apollo and Mrs. Columba also bowed down their heads, feeling their guilt towards Mrs. Queenie Qamra Pratama.

I used to have that exact look when I lived on the streets, abandoned by the people I trusted the most and angry with the world. “Who the hell is this motherfucker?” Vincent growls underneath his breath. Before I can respond or even properly analyze the situation, a muffled moan pierces the air. “Oops!” Gemini says. “My apologies. It seems my captive is a bit… lousy.” I follow his gaze and my blood turns to ice when I finally notice the woman lying at his feet. She’s bound at the wrist and ankles with duct tape, her limbs twisted in horrible angles. Her grey hair clings to her forehead, slicked with sweat.

Gladys asked again, but the doctor insisted on talking to the patient’s family. So, she pulled out her phone and called Noah. She kept muttering, “Come on! Pick up the phone!” He answered the phone, but he was keeping Gianna company right now. So, he was rather annoyed and impatient. “We’ll talk about it when I get back.” With that, he hung up the phone. The old servant was so worked up that she burst into tears. Gwynn walked over to the window and cast her glance outside. Her voice was soft. “I found out I had liver cancer a few months back. I did a test in Silvercrest, but I declined treatment.