End of Flourishment

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When I got in, she was writing something in her notebook.

"Were you planning on living me a note in explanations to what is in here?" I asked her for raising the report for her to see.

She closed her notebook and walked towards her bed silently.

"I'm I talking to myself self or you want me to repeat my words in French so you could understand better?" I asked and she still did not comment.

"Aviez-vous

"Pourquoi me considérer

In French, we refer "Vous" to someone you do not know or a group of people you know/ do not know.

While "Tu" refers to an individual you know.

I referred to her that way to bring her attention since she was not responding.

"Now we could return to our formal way of discussion. Answer my question Bella" I said walking towards her.

"That's why I called you here. I planned on telling you earlier but, something came up." She said staring at me.

I stood there looking at her unbelievably. 

"You were admitted, Bella! There is nothing in picking up your phone and sending a text if you did not want to talk. Cela prend

"I know. Bien que

I sigh then sat close to her. 

"J'ai fait la recette

"Non, Je n'ai pas faim (No. I'm not hungry)" I responded 

"Could we match on to what you had to tell me first? That's more important right now" I said and she nodded.

* Three minutes later *

After explaining and going details on the hint given in the report, the was complete silence in the room.

I was speechless and heartbroken.

"So what have you decided?" I asked

"..." She did not know how to say it, but I knew what she was thinking.

"No no. I don't agree with that. If you really want my suggestion, that's my answer." I said firmly

She was silent again for some time then responded

"Ok.."

"What does that mean?" I asked

"I'm going in for it," she said

"Tu

"No. I am telling you what I decided. You gave your suggestion, I understood and respect it. But I cannot abide by that... It is my life, and this is for the best. Those doctors who are going to be working on me are set to be specialists and professionals in that domain. Though we cannot say we trust them, they will be giving their all for this and I know it will end well" she said

"I wish I could believe that. Your life is mine too. So do not act selfishly with it. Do you have any idea what you've just said and how bad I'm hurt?" I asked

"I know--" she said stopped by me

"No, you don't," I said rising from my seat and walking up and down the room in frustration, and my hands rubbing the back of my hair.

"peux-tu

"Exactement! Pas dans

I gave her a soft gaze, went towards her, and held her hands.

Kissing the back of it with all the hurt, I looked at her deeply and said.

"I'm not ready Belle (That's how I call her most times, which means "Beautiful" in English)" I said.

"Babe.." She said with pleading eyes.

I sigh then said

"If that is your decision, fine. I should get going now" 

I rose from my seat to leave when she asked

"Où vas-tu? (Where are you heading to?)" She asked

" Ce n'est pas important pour le moment. Est-ce? (It is not important right now. Is it?)" I asked and she looked hurt.

"I need to clear my head Belle," I said then matched out.

Before heading to my car, I switched off my phone not to receive any calls.

I was so pissed off and hurt then. And the only place I could be now was me at my moms' place.

So, I drove to that direction with full speed.

I spent half of my day there and was intending to spend all.

After some time, I started missing Bella so bad. I felt so bad for walking away and being a jerk.

 I turned on my phone to call her because I knew she tried reaching out to me.

When my phone came on, I received surplus voice messages from her.

It did not sound comforting since she was crying on the phone.

My heart hurt the more. I dialed her number and called. She did not pick.

I thought she had kept it somewhere far since I totally switched my phone off.

So, I persisted. Yet, no response.

After a while, I stopped. I was so worried about her present state.

I was about to enter my car to drive back when I received a call from her number.

I knew she was the one so, I did not waste time. I breathe out a sigh of relief and answered the call.

<< On phone >>

"I'm so sorry--" I spoke but was cut by her dad

"Bella a été

"Oh mon Dieu! je suis

"D'accord. Nous sommes

"c'est

I rushed home to tell my mom about it before we drove to the hospital.

*End of Flashback*

The doctor came out of the surgical room with a pale face.

They all rose, and her parents inquired from him about the results. And this is what he said

"Je suis

<< And this is where my world became a Tragedy! >>

**End Of Flashback**

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To be continued...