Iza's POV...
"Thank you so much, Pop." I said as I hug him again.
I have been accompanying him a few times a week now for his treatments. Although his case is already the final stage, I still don't want to give him up without a fight. He has been sick before with lung cancer but after the transplant, he survived. Now, he's dealing again with another cancer. I hope he'll also survive this. I can't afford to lose him too. Now that I accompany him, he started to be more cooperative with his treatments and sessions. He said he still want to see me as happy as I can be.
"Rest well, Pop." I said as he lays down on his bed. "And don't make it hard for Josef to take care of you."
"I know. I know." he said chuckling.
I left his room and tears started to fall from my eyes. I can't bear to lose
