Monica’s POV
“My dearest daughter, you were the best thing that happened to us and not just Nicholas. I was amazed and happy when I first heard from Karl that Nicholas had a woman, a wife”
she said, sniffing and blinking her eyes rapidly to prevent the tears gathering in her eyes from falling.
“When I first laid eyes on you, I knew in my heart already that you were meant to be with Nicholas. You may not understand but you’ve changed Nicholas so much” she said, wiping the tears from her cheeks making the tears I tried to hold back start falling.
“If you refuse to take this surgery and you die, it will shatter his heart. I still want you around sweetie. What do you want me to tell Mason and Macy when they ask about you in the future? Think about us, think about Nicholas” she said, sniffing again and trying to keep the forced smile on her lips.
“Think about him, think about your kids please,” She said and suddenly burst into tears right on the screen, she quickly covered her eyes with her hands and rushed out of the call.
“Hey you,” Anthony said and I laughed amidst the tears “They say men don’t cry but I know Nicholas is already crying from wherever he is,” Anthony said and I shifted my gaze to the door and it landed on Nicholas who indeed was already crying.
The instant he saw my eyes, he wiped the tears from his eyes and turned around, pretending to be searching for something on the floor.
I looked back on the screen to see Anthony staring at me with concern and sadness in his eyes
“Back then. When you were with Ethan, I always pitied you. He will always scream at you. I always felt Ethan didn’t deserve you. I’ve known you for a long time now Monica and one thing I know about you is your way of making those around you happy so please Monica, do us this favor of making us happy once more. Take the surgery and live another life with us”
Anthony said, taking his daughter from Fiona and walking out of the call.
“Hi,” Fiona said, her a broad smile across her lips “How are you doing? How is Germany? Is Germany treating you well?” she asked and I nodded my head from side to side., giving her a negative answer
“I know you were going to say no,” she said and I laughed again, tears on my cheeks. Fiona just kept quiet and stared at me with tears gathering in her eyes.
“Are we just going to stare at each other?” I asked, trying to hold myself from crying
“Are you not going to take the surgery?” She asked and I fell mute.
“I don’t want to lose my memories, Fiona. I will forget about everyone. I will forget about my late dad. What kind of person will I be without those memories?” I said, closing my eyes as I felt pain seeping into my entire body.
It isn’t fair. Life wasn’t fair at all. What was a person without their memories? I will live another life with my family but I won’t feel the love and connection I once had with them because I can’t remember anything about them. That isn’t what I wanted.
“And we don’t want you to die, Monica. You want to keep your memories but at the expense of your death. There’s no profit in that” she said.
She looked at me for some time then continued “You were my first friend Monica” she said with a sad smile on my face.
“That can’t be true. You went to college and you should have had friends from college so how is it possible that I’m your first friend” I asked.
“I didn’t have time to make friends back in college because of my dad. I was even more of a nerd than a friendly person. Anthony was the first who approached me confidently back then because according to him, he was attracted to me. You were the first female friend I had” she said, sadness in her eyes.
“I don’t want you to die, Monica. You made me feel how it was to have a child of my own the day you suggested I carry Mason. You were so kind and polite and caring even when you didn’t know me so well. You are part of the happiness I have today and I still want you to be part of it while you’re alive not while you’re six feet under the ground” she said, tears running down her cheeks as she looked away from the camera.
All their words were very touchy. I’ve cried so much since I arrived in Germany. It was nice to know that this many people cared and valued me. It was nice to know that I’m loved and cared for.
This was all I prayed for. A happy family with good friends around me, good kids running around after each other, and a handsome husband. Was I just going to leave all these behind?
“I don’t want you to die, Monica. No one wants you to die. We all care about you so please I beg you from the bottom of my heart, reconsider your decision about this surgery. Give me a chance to introduce you to Hazel as her godmother. Give our kids a chance to know each other while we are both standing behind them and smiling” she said.
“You want me to be hazel godmother?” I asked, shocked by this piece of information.
“Yes and her aunty too” she replied and I burst into tears. “Even if you forget all about us, we will create new memories. We will show you pictures and videos and everything you need to know about us so you can be comfortable around us. Certainly, you will lose your memories but our memories will forever be with us so please Monica, take the surgery”