Valdo's puzzled expression deepens as he looks at Nanette. Why is she so distressed and in tears? What could Valdi have possibly written to her?
"What's wrong, Na? Why are you crying? Why aren't you out sunbathing on the back terrace as you said you would?" Valdo asks, his voice filled with concern.
Nanette takes a deep breath, her teary eyes glistening, and she hands another envelope from the table to Valdo. It bears Valdi's neat handwriting, which reads, "For my dear brother Valdo." Valdo opens the letter addressed to him and begins reading it silently.
Val, as you read this letter, I may have already forgotten who you are, or I may no longer be in this world. I'm writing this letter consciously, a week after you came from Penang to visit me. You know, I've been diagnosed with an incu
