Chapter 226 Myrna’s Resilience
Rachel stepped inside and called out, “It’s me.”
She set the bouquet down on a nearby table as she spoke.
The sight of the flowers instantly lifted Myrna’s spirits, making her smile even brighter.
“These are beautiful. They smell amazing. Rachel, thank you for bringing them–I love them. And thank you for visiting. It really makes me happy.”
Ever since she fell ill, most of her relatives and friends had kept their distance, as if afraid she’d become a burden or ask for help.
At first, it hurt her deeply. As time passed and the reality of her condition set in, her perspective began to change.
“Do you like it?” Just then, Huey, who had been quiet all this time, finally spoke up. He lifted a mirror and held it in front of Myrna.
Myrna took a quick look and smiled. “Huey, you’re getting really good at braiding hair. I
love it.”
“Rachel, can you take a picture of us?”
Rachel nodded and reached for her phone.
But before she could, Myrna handed her own phone over with a warm smile.
“Use mine. Take a few extra pictures, I want to be able to look at them often.”
“Of course.”
Rachel adjusted the angle and was just about to take the photo.
“Wait a second!” Suddenly, Huey turned around and plucked a few flowers from the bouquet Rachel had brought.
The bouquet was a colorful mix of roses, baby’s breath, sunflowers, and daisies.
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He carefully picked out the daisies, their small petals symbolizing sunshine and hope.
As he gently placed the daisies in Myrna’s hair, Rachel quickly snapped the photo.
It captured the perfect moment–him leaning in, adorning his beloved with flowers, pure and full of love.
Rachel snapped a few more pictures of the couple, each one capturing the warmth of the sunlight and the soft breeze that lifted Myrna’s hair.
In every shot, they looked like the perfect couple–wrapped in each other’s arms, their love on full display.
Myrna faced the camera with a gentle smile, while Huey’s eyes stayed fixed on her, filled with tenderness.
What a beautiful sight! Rachel couldn’t deny that she felt a little jealous. To be cherished by someone so deeply–it was truly a rare and precious gift.
After capturing the moment, she handed the phone back to Myrna, who eagerly showed the pictures to Huey. His face lit up with the same joy, as if those images alone were enough to bring him happiness.
Around noon, Huey ordered lunch, and they ate together.
Because of Myrna’s condition, she could only manage a little liquid food. Seeing this, Huey barely ate anything himself.
Myrna, noticing his lack of appetite, playfully nudged him. “Huey, eat more. You’ve lost weight lately, and it’s starting to show in the photos. If this keeps up, I might stop finding you handsome.”
Huey straightened up and nodded immediately. “Alright, I’ll eat properly.”
And with that, he finished every last bite.
After lunch, Huey stepped out to take care of some matters, leaving the ladies alone in the hospital room.
Rachel hesitated for a moment before speaking. “Myrna, your mindset amazes me. How
do
you manage to stay so positive?”
Deep down, Rachel couldn’t shake the thought that one day, she too might end up in a hospital bed, just like Myrna. Would she be able to face it with the same resilience? Or would she crumble under the weight of it all? She wanted to learn from Myrna.
Chapter 226 Myrna’s Resilience
Myrna smiled softly. “To be honest, I wasn’t always this way. I was a mess in the beginning. When I first got diagnosed, it felt like the whole world collapsed around me. I couldn’t accept it. I didn’t want to drag Huey down with me, so I told him we should break up. But he refused. No matter how much I pushed him away, he wouldn’t leave. Eventually, I became desperate. I disappeared, hoping he’d finally give up. I locked myself away, shutting out the entire world. But no matter where I ran, Huey always
found me. Then…”
Myrna paused, her smile turning bitter.
“Then, I did something even more foolish. I tried to end my own life. I cut my wrists, took sleeping pills–once, twice, three times… But every time, Huey found me. He never let me go. I’ll never forget that night. I woke up after another failed attempt, and there he was, sitting beside me, holding a knife to his chest. He told me that if I died, he’d follow me immediately. No hesitation, no second thoughts.”
Rachel had thought she was long past the age where love stories could move her.
And yet, hearing this, she felt something tighten in her chest.
Blinking away the tears gathering at the corners of her eyes, she took a quiet breath, trying to steady herself.
Myrna went on, “That night changed everything. I was terrified–I didn’t dare to try again. That was when I decided that I had to be strong. Now, I’ve made up my mind to cherish every moment. Even if I only get one more second with him, it’s worth it. It was his love that brought me back. His love gave me the strength to fight this illness.”
In that moment, Myrna seemed to glow under the sunlight, radiating warmth and light.
Rachel watched her with admiration. “To be loved like that… it’s a rare blessing. A kind of happiness most people only dream of.”
“What about you, Rachel? Are you married? Do you have someone special in your life?”
“No, not at the moment,” Rachel answered simply.
Myrna gave her a reassuring smile. “Don’t rush. Be patient. Huey and I endured so much before we found our way back to each other. Rachel, believe me–the one who truly loves you will find their way to you, no matter the storms, no matter the distance. When they do, they’ll hold your hand through every step of life.”
Rachel nodded, offering a small smile, but said nothing more.
She didn’t have the heart to say anything pessimistic to someone facing such a battle.
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Yet, deep down, she couldn’t shake the thought that perhaps such love was not meant
for her.
Just then, Rachel’s phone buzzed, pulling her from her thoughts.
Seeing the caller ID, she realized it was an important work call regarding key data. She stepped into the stairwell to take it.
As she ended the call, a faint sound reached her ears–soft, broken… Was someone
crying?
At first, she dismissed it as her imagination.
But after pausing and listening again, she knew she wasn’t mistaken.
She stepped down the stairs slightly and noticed a familiar figure on the floor below.
It was Huey.
He stood in the corner, his head lowered, his whole posture weighed down by despair.
From where she stood, she couldn’t see his face, but the floor around him was littered with cigarette butts–a silent testament to how long he had been there.
The muffled sobs were coming from him.
Rachel froze. She never imagined that Huey, who always seemed so calm and gentle around Myrna, was drowning in such deep sorrow when no one was watching.
Those smiles–they must have been for Myrna, to keep her from worrying.
A man who could break down like this, unseen, unheard–his love must have run deeper
than words could ever express.
But Rachel knew this wasn’t her place. It was his private grief, something she had no right to witness.
She decided it was best to walk away, pretending she hadn’t seen a thing.
She quickly turned to leave, but the moment she took her first step, the silence of the stairwell betrayed her—a faint but unavoidable sound echoed beneath her feet.
She stiffened but forced herself to keep moving, acting as if nothing had happened.
But before she could disappear up the stairs, Huey’s voice cut through the silence. “Rachel… please wait.”
