'Nina, are you sure that your gonna leave?'
I turn around to my mother. She looks really worried. Tears jumping in her eyes.

'Mom, Don't cry.' I say. 'You know that I hate to see you cry...'

'I don't want you to leave.' Mom says. 'Sweetheart, you're a young. Please stay with me! Stay with me and your dad! We need you. I don't want to lose you.'

'You know it won't help, mom.' I say, my voice cracked. 'I'm dying...'

'Don't say that!' My mother grabs my hands. 'You are going to make it. Really, you just have to hope.'

'That hope that you're talking about, I lost it many years ago...' I sigh.

'Nina, don't say that.'

'Mom, let me see him. Please. I want to see him.'

'You miss him, don't you?' mom asks. 

'I do. There is no day that i don't miss him.' I nod. 'And..-'

I pause. 

'And?' mom asks.

'I want to see him, one last time...'