Chap. 27

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MICHAEL POV

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"Good morning beautiful." I sigh smiling at Ava.

She laughs and sits up.

"Michael. Did I ever tell you your morning face is hot?" Ava says.

"No. But it does turn me on." I say sitting up.

Im going to kiss her until she gasp.

"What?" I ask.

"Michael. What is that on your stomach?" She asks me nervously.

"What? What is it?" I say looking at my stomach.

Then I see it. Its a huge white spot there.

"How did that get there?" I ask.

"Maybe it can wipe off." She says.

She starts rubbing my stomach.

"Stop your tickling me." I yell between laughs.

"Okay. So it needs soap and water." She says.

"Its probably nothing." I say.

"Michael what if its cancer or something or an infection. Please go check it out?" She says worried.

"Okay. I will go to the hospital today." I say.

I kiss her on the forehead and she smiles.

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Ava's hand slips into mine and I squeeze it. A doctor came to us and smiled. Okay no bad news.

"Hello Mr. Jackson. And hello Mrs. Green." The doctor says shaking our hands.

"Can you tell us what is wrong with me?" I ask.

"Uh, yes. Well it looks like you might have a disease." The doctor says.

I feel the words sink in. I'm gonna die?

"You don't have to worry. You won't die from it." He says quick.

Ava relaxed a lot.

"Its called vitiligo. Its a disease that rips the pigment of your skin and changes the skin color." He says.

(I know vitiligo does not happen overnight! This is a story go along with it!)

"So what is going to happen to me?" I ask.

"Well. This makes you at a bigger risk for getting skin cancer and your skin will change to a lighter tone. But this takes process and time so it might mean you have spots all over you." The doctor says.

"Wow." Ava says quietly.

"Is there a cure for this? Is it contagious?" I ask.

"Its not contagious and there is sadly no cure for it." He says.

"This can be passed on my genes though." He adds.

"I see." I say slowly.

I turn to Ava and she is staring blankly.

"Ava." I ask worried.

"Yes?" She asks coming back.

"This is a lot to take in." I say.

"Yeah. Im fine. And I understand." She says boldly.

"Okay. Well you should get a dermatologist set." the doctor says.

"Yes. Um we will be leaving now." I say sitting up.

Ava follows me.

"We hope to see you again soon Mr. Jackson and Mrs. Green." He says smiling.

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