A Father's Last Wish
The silence between father and daughter grew heavier.
Suddenly—
"Cough!"
Dario bent forward violently.
A deep, painful cough escaped his chest.
"Cough... cough... cough!"
His body shook with each breath, the force of the coughing seeming strong enough to tear his lungs apart.
"Dad!"
Felberta's face immediately paled.
Without thinking, she rushed toward him.
Her hand stretched out to support his shoulder...
Only to freeze in midair.
Her fingers trembled.
The invisible wall inside her heart stopped her once again.
She bit her lip hard before slowly withdrawing her hand.
The helplessness in her crimson eyes deepened.
Coughing hard for several times, Dario finally leaned back against the bed.
The corner of his lip had the last trace of crimson.
Picking up the paper towel calmly, he wipe off the blood on his lip.
When he took it down again...
The paper towel had become a deep red color.
"Daddy, are you alright? Shall I call the doctor?"
