"Six weeks or less?"
These shocking revelations kept reverberating in Leon's drumming heart. He tried to gasp for air as he felt breathless. He let go of his father's trembling hands and stood up. Clutching his chest which was about to explode, he took unsteady steps to the window. Unable to take the turmoil anymore, he started punching the wall causing his knuckles to bruise.
Rex quickly dashed toward Leon and arrested his vibrating body in his arms, to prevent him from hurting himself any further.
"Why, dad?... Why so early?..." Leon spoke between gritted teeth as burning tears flowed down his reddened strained face. "Nana told me y...you had a f...few m...months. This is too much for me to handle, dad! I still need you around!"
