She finally spoke, “ The doctors say there are a few experimental treatments they can try,” she sniffled. “ I’m so sorry,” I replied, and hoped she could hear the sincerity in my voice and not just think I was saying that out of common courtesy. She looked up at me, and by the look of shock in her eyes, she did hear it. “They have to run some tests on her first. To see if this isn’t just going to make it worse than it already is.” The pain in her eyes was insufferable, to watch, and I can only imagine how it felt, although to some extent I did know, because I cared about Rora, too..

                       “When did you find out?” I asked her, her tears now flowed freely from her beautiful eyes. “About 7 months ago.”

“How did you find out?” I felt horrible for drilling her like this, but I had to know.

“She was just really tired all the time, she had joint pains. I took her to the doctors and he did a blood test. He confirmed it about a week later.” She lowered her head into her hands and sighed, wiping her tears away, succeeding in holding the rest back.

“I’m sorry, it’s really none of my business.”

“No, it’s ok. I really should talk about it more often. I haven’t exactly been the most verbal lately.”

“That’s completely understandable Bella, there’s nothing wrong with that.”

“Hasn’t anyone been helping you out with this? Your husband?” again, I felt horrible for bringing something up that could possibly cause her more pain, but I wanted to know what happened. But what I didn’t expect was anger, no more like…hatred, to well up in her beautiful eyes.

“Yeah, a lot of help he was.” She said bitingly sarcastic.

“What do you mean?” I replied playing dumb, and I did it better than her, I must say, not being offensive or anything, she’s just a horrible actress.

“He left when we found out, ran off with one of his many girlfriends. He’d been cheating on me for years; I just didn’t do anything because of Rora. Then Antoinette was born about two months before we found out. He didn’t even have time to be horrible father to her, thank God.” So he’d been cheating on her for years? She didn’t deserve that! Why would she let herself be treated like that?! Because she loves her girls, I answered myself. And again she blew me away with her love for them. At what a good mother she was. She had stayed strong for them, kept all her stress and fear and pain inside. And more than anything in the world, I wanted to be her outlet for all of that, the person to help her through this horrible ordeal. The person she trusted with all her problems, to be someone she loved, even if it wasn’t more than a friendship love, I didn’t care, as long as she trusted me to help her. And I would help her, to the best of my abilities. Even though, I have to say, I’m not sure how great of help I would be. But, I was going to try; I was going to get her to trust me. If it was the last thing I did, I was going to make her trust me.