  &quot;Mother, I think you should reconsider what he told you. He just wants you to get better,&quot; I answered.
  She looked at me in surprise, baffled as well. She remarked, &quot;Did you eavesdrop again?&quot;
  I smiled and replied, &quot;I was about to knock on your door when I heard the two of you talking. And allow me to say this, Mother: you re acting like a child. Not accepting help from other people and being stubborn.&quot;
  She giggled gently, careful not to hurt herself. &quot;Robert, I m not being stubborn, I m being realistic. And since you already have an idea of what we talked about, I have my reasons for rejecting his suggested treatment.&quot;
  &quot;He said that you believe your time has come,&quot; I raised a brow at her. &quot;I don t know how you can think in such a way. Aren t you worried about leaving Elizabeth and me?&quot;
  &quot;Robert, we all must accept

  As I wait for Nana, I have indulged myself with this giant cake that was in the middle of the table near Nana s station. It was too delicious to share, I would prefer to eat it on my own. I was too occupied with the cake when a voice suddenly asked from behind me, &quot;Robert, what are you doing?&quot;
  I turned around to see Nana, shocked. &quot;Oh, hello, Nana,&quot; I greeted as I moved back an inch.
  She moved closer and an expression of horror rose on her face. Her eyes widened as she asked, &quot;Robert, what did you do to this cake?&quot;
  &quot;It was on the table and nobody was taking notice of it so I thought I could have a few bites,&quot; I replied. &quot;Would you like some?&quot;
  &quot;Nobody is touching it because no one was supposed to touch it!&quot; she answered, examining the whole cake.
  &quot;What do you mean? Isn t this supposed to be for dinner?&quot; I as

  &quot;Good sir, you can see my state. An immortal, weak and fragile, unable to leave her bed. How can I go to another city with my condition?&quot; she questioned, a hint of humor and sarcasm in her voice.
  &quot;Amelia, this matter isn t to be taken lightly,&quot; he scolded. &quot;Your situation is already a matter of life and death. If you agree to this treatment, I can go and get the materials needed so we can begin.&quot;
  &quot;I m already too ill for myself to handle. As much as I can, I add a little bit of humor in everything that I do to lighten up the mood around me,&quot; Mother explained.
  &quot;With your condition, humor isn t needed. Humor isn t a priority,&quot; the Medicine King continued to scold her. &quot;You need to take this seriously and accept treatment. James already agreed to this treatment. Don t you want to get better for your family?&quot;
  &quot;Good si

&quot;Mother, I think you should reconsider what he told you. He just wants you to get better,&quot; I answered.
  She looked at me in surprise, baffled as well. She remarked, &quot;Did you eavesdrop again?&quot;
  I smiled and replied, &quot;I was about to knock on your door when I heard the two of you talking. And allow me to say this, Mother: you re acting like a child. Not accepting help from other people and being stubborn.&quot;
  She giggled gently, careful not to hurt herself. &quot;Robert, I m not being stubborn, I m being realistic. And since you already have an idea of what we talked about, I have my reasons for rejecting his suggested treatment.&quot;
  &quot;He said that you believe your time has come,&quot; I raised a brow at her. &quot;I don t know how you can think in such a way. Aren t you worried about leaving Elizabeth and me?&quot;
  &quot;Robert, we all must accept if our time has arrived,&quot; she then reached out a hand on mine. &quot;The Medicine King has 

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