The Fated Couple - Chapter 5

Dear John,

I know you'll be very upset by the time you read this letter. But darling you know, no matter how many times I live this moment, I'll still make the same choice to help you with no regrets. Yes I have been detected with pneumonia and I don't have much time left however I want to spend my remaining time falling in love with you once again. So please do not come after me. In my last moments I'll think of you as I close my eyes, I'll relive each and every moment we've spent together. I want to thank you sincerely for the care you've showered on me all these years and I'm so sorry I couldn't understand your pain even after living with you for years. I wish I had reached out to you more, comforted your pain but alas it seems I was too late.

I don't want you see and suffer through the same pain twice. Please know that I'll always be with you. Be happy John, be happy for us.

-love

Rose

"..."

"Grandpa, so what happened to Rose? Where is the time machine, now?"

"She left and I could do nothing", John replied as a single drop of tear glided down his face.

"The machine returned empty after 3 days and in a fit of rage I broke the machine. What use was it to me?"

A sound tore through, "Mateo! You should not trouble him, let's go home".

"But mom I want to listen more to grandpa's story".

"He has Alzheimer's, how will he be able to tell you any story since, he won't remember anything. Just go home".

Mateo turned back one last time and saw John rocking back and forth in the forgoton

memories of his beloved Rose.

-------------The End----------

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