Aurum ✧ Peter Parker

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In the hospital room, the air seemed heavy with sorrow and uncertainty. Ava, a young girl with curly brown hair and big brown eyes, sat silently in an over-sized chair beside her mother's bed. Her small frame appeared almost lost in the vastness of the chair, a reflection of the overwhelming emotions that engulfed her.

She watched her mother's frail form lying on the hospital bed, her chest rising and falling with laboured breaths. The rhythmic beeping of the machines provided a sombre background to the scene, marking the passage of time in a place where time seemed to stand still.

Ava's mother had been battling a long illness, and the sterile scent of the hospital had become all too familiar to her. But on this day, there was a tangible difference. Her mother looked weaker, and the hushed whispers of the doctors using words like "terminal" and "final stages" weighed heavily on Ava's young mind. She didn't fully understand the gravity of her mother's condition, but she sensed the impending loss.

The doctors had told Ava that her mother had something called 'cancer,' but the concept was beyond her comprehension. All she knew was that her mother was in pain, and the doctors were doing their best to alleviate it. She felt a deep sadness in her heart, struggling to come to terms with the idea that her mother might not be able to stay with her much longer.

Her mother's weakened voice interrupted her thoughts, pulling her back to the present. "Ava, my sweet girl," her mother whispered, her eyes barely open. "I'm sorry I won't be able to stay with you. But I want you to know that I love you, and I'll always be with you."

Tears streamed down Ava's cheeks as she tightly squeezed her mother's hand. "Mommy, please don't leave me," she sobbed, her small voice filled with anguish. "I need you."

"I know you do, Ava. But you're strong, stronger than you realize. You'll get through this, I promise," her mother replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

Ava couldn't bear the thought of losing her mother, of being left alone in the world without her guidance and love. She wished she could freeze this moment in time, to hold onto her mother's hand forever. But deep down, she knew that this was the end, that soon her mother would slip away from her forever. The realization was too painful to accept.

As her mother's hand went limp in hers, Ava cried out in anguish, unwilling to let go. She clung onto her mother's lifeless hand, desperately trying to hold on to the last remnants of her presence. The nurse gently touched Ava's shoulder, urging her to let go, but she resisted.

Eventually, the nurse managed to lead Ava out of the hospital room, leaving her mother behind. As she walked through the sterile hospital corridors, Ava felt lost and alone. The world around her seemed dark and scary, and she didn't know how to navigate it without her mother by her side.

She clutched tightly onto the teddy bear her mother had given her, finding comfort in its familiar presence. The nurse tried to engage her in small talk, but Ava was lost in her grief, unable to find the words to express her pain.

Meanwhile, in another part of the hospital, Tony stood in the sterile hallway, feeling a sense of unease washing over him. He had just learned about the existence of his daughter, Ava, and the news had shaken him to his core.

The little girl with the curly brown hair and big brown eyes looked up at him with confusion and fear, and Tony couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. He had never expected to be a father, and the prospect of having a child filled him with anxiety and uncertainty.

Tony's mind raced with conflicting emotions. On one hand, he felt a sense of responsibility towards his daughter. He knew he couldn't just walk away from this situation, especially considering her current circumstances. But on the other hand, he was overwhelmed by the weight of his own chaotic life and the challenges of being a parent.