𝗧𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗱𝗮𝘆, 𝟰𝘁𝗵 𝗔𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗹.
This morning, around 6, I heard Elisa approach my bed.
I pretended to sleep.
I couldn't take it after yesterday to talk to her.
"Sam... I woke up on purpose at this time to make sure you didn't hear me, I don't even know why but... yesterday you don't know how sorry I was to see you in that state, I know that it happens to you a lot times but it was bad and I'm sorry. I wish you could get well quickly, you take a lot of medicines, you take a lot of cures, in short... you continue to fight despite all the effort... but I believe that despite everything you will succeed, indeed I'm sure!" She said smiling.
I began to cry silently.
But beware, tears of happiness.
Emotion.
I have never felt so good in my life.
She is the first person who sees me when I am in that condition except for the doctors, my mother and my brother.
And look at how she reacted.
I thought she was afraid, that she hadn't spoken to me again.
But I swear to you, those words...
They started making me believe in myself more.