Episode 85

As the days stretched on, the weight of my mom's illness felt like an ever-present shadow hanging over me. I tried to stay strong and hopeful, but deep down, the fear of losing her ate my heart. Tyler, trying to be the supportive friend he wasn't, tried to comfort me, assuring me that my mom would pull through and be eager to talk to me once she recovered. But the weight of my emotions made it difficult for me to see beyond my own fears.

"I know it's hard, Lily," Tyler said gently, his eyes filled with empathy. "But your mom is a fighter. She's going to make it through this."

I nodded, trying to take comfort in his words. "I hope so," I murmured, my voice filled with uncertainty. "I just can't help but worry."

Tyler reached out and gently squeezed my hand which I withdrew to my chest. He saw this and took back his hand. "I understand, but you need to have faith in her strength and in the love she has for you," he said. "She's not going to give up, and neither should you."

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