NovelEnglishBooks Chapter9.
Despite Stanley's efforts to find the best doctors and use the most precious medicines to restore my health...
My condition continued to deteriorate at a visibly alarming rate.
Not long ago, | was full of life, but now | had withered into a walking skeleton.
When | took off my clothes, my bones were so visible.
My vitality was draining rapidly, and even sitting quietly on the sofa for a few minutes leftfeeling exhausted.
| was constantly drowsy.
Stanley watched helplessly as | grew weaker each day, and he could just sigh in frustration at home.
He could do nothing.
One day, Stanley rushed hwith my favorite food.
When he pushed open the door and didn't findin the bedroom, fear instantly consumed him.
Where could a sick person likehave gone?
Countless frightening thoughts filled his mind.
He trembled as he pulled out his phone, preparing to call the police.
Just then, | appeared from the spare bedroom, dressed in a white dress and fully made-up, smiling as | walked
towards him.
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"Stanley, you're finally back."
His hand, which had been raised, froze in mid-air as he stared atblankly.
The girl from his memories, singing on stage, seemed to merge with the woman in front of him.
It was the swhite dress and the sbeautiful face.
The difference was that despite the heavy makeup, my dark circles were still visible.
But that was enough.
Good enough.
| lifted my skirt and skipped over to him, grabbing his hand.
"Stanley, you've been so exhausted during this time. Why not letsing a song for you?"
He wanted to say yes.
But he couldn't utter a word.
Something inside him felt blocked and uncomfortable. He reached out and held me.
| was real. The lively person in front of him was real.
Tears welled up in his eyes. He knew better than anyone the state of my health.
How could someone bedridden ever recover?
He feared that the price of this song was one he couldn't afford.
But as he looked at me, he couldn't bring himself to refuse.
Sthings, if they couldn't be changed, should be left with the most beautiful memories.
After a long pause, he nodded.
"Okay."
With his permission, | stood up and began gently.
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"I'll quietly stay with you. If there's doubt, can you stay withuntil the final destination..."
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Stanley managed a forced smile. It had been so many years since he heard my singing. Thankfully, it wasn't too
late.
In the vast room, only my voice remained.
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"My quietness is without doubt, so don't mention it. Can you take back to the initial memory..
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He suddenly froze, realizing too late what | was trying to say.
"Until the end, | still believe in you. | understand that all of this was only the past. My heart stays stays with you,
closing itself..."
Stanley understood it.
After more than ten years of friendship and four years of marriage...
How could he not understand my heart?
Looking at his face, | sang the final line softly.
"| just want you to pick up..."
A burst of blood erupted from my mouth, and | collapsed heavily into his arms.
He stared straight ahead, holdingtightly.
As if | were the most precious treasure in the world...
| showed him a faint smile and finally finished the song. "The initial... memory."
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