Chapter 1

Isabella POV

I walked into the hospital building I've been visiting for the past months, I could not hide my distaste on how the hospital smell. Walking down to the hall to my father's room, I swallowed the lump that is forming in my throat. My loving father who is also my best friend has been diagnosed with cancer for months now. It got worse this past week that the doctor suggested on keeping close watch on him. Putting a bright smile on my face, I knocked the door to my dad's room.

"Hey dad, how are you feeling today?" I asked my father

"I feel like a truck ran me over but you know your father is a strong man" He said offering me a small smile.

"I know dad. Do you think the doctor will be discharging anytime soon?" I asked 

"I don't know pumpkin, I'm feeling weaker day by day" he replied

A sob escaped from me. I've always known my dad to be a strong man. I know raising me all by himself is not easy but he never showed any weakness in front of me.

"Hey look at me Bella, stop crying okay. Even if I leave this world, I will always watch over you" my dad whispers

"Don't say things like that dad. You can't leave me when I have nobody else. You are all I have"

"You have your mother you know. I know you barely know her but she is a great woman ." He said

"Yeah... Whatever you say. Who left their husband and a 2year old behind for whatever stupid reason"I scoffed.

"Don't talk about your mother like that pumpkin, I raised you better than that" my dad scold me.

"I'm sorry Dad. I don't even know why you are defending her. I only know what she looks like because of the picture by your bed side. Did she think by sending money for my upkeep and gifts will make up for her absence in my life?"

"Isabella,, I've always told you that your mother is different from us. I know what I was getting into before we decide to date each other" he said.

"Yeah yeah. You say this all the time. I don't even care about her or anybody. I just want you to get better so we can leave this place and go home"

"Your mother left you are letter somewhere in the pantry. It's in an old box. Reading the letter will make you understand your mother better", he said.

" Alright dad. I will read it whenever I am in the mood to understand her better."

My dad was about to say something when the door opened. The doctor stepped into the room with two nurses.

"Good afternoon Mr Greene, how are we feeling today" doctor Brian asked.

"I feel better doctor"my dad answered.

"Good. The nurse is going to check your vital signs and give you more medications" says the doctor. He turned around looking at me.

"Miss Greene, I'd like to say few things to you in my office please"

"Okay doctor ". Facing my dad " I will be back before you know it " I said kissing his forehead

Doctor Brian and I stepped out of the room. I know I am never going to like whatever he wants to tell me concerning my dad's health. He offered me a sit once we entered his office.

"Isabella, I know you can see that your father is becoming more frail. The cancer is spreading faster than we predicted. Your father has only little time left". He started. "I'm sorry for giving false hope that he is going to live longer" he apologised.

"What do you mean by he has little time left?" I asked "I know he looks different and all, is there nothing we can do about it?"

"I'm afraid not miss Greene. I know how much you love your father, I know how much money you spend on him to get well but you and I both know that he is not getting any better." He replied.

"What do you suggest I do doctor?" I asked.

" I suggest you spend more time with him. We can have him discharge with proper medications so he can spend more time around his home" he suggested.

"When will that be"? I asked the doctor

"I'm going to watch him tonight and tomorrow so the day after tomorrow I guess"he answered 

"Thank you so much doctor " I shaked his hand and leave the office.

I break down in tears in the hallway. "Why does it have to be my dad, why?" I couldn't control my tears till I enter my dad's room. Immediately he saw my face, he knew something was wrong but he decided to put on a strong face.

"Common pumpkin, we both know I won't survive this so you need to stop crying. We need to make the little time I have count. You can always make that your terrible soup for me to feel better" my dad joked trying to lighten up my mood.

"The doctor suggest I take you home dad" I told him.

"Well what are we waiting for? Who knows maybe we can read the letter your mother left you together or do you want whatever is written in the letter to be you and your mother's secret"he joked.

"Dad you need to calm down. First of all the doctor said he will be discharging you the day after tomorrow. Secondly, I could care less about what is written in the letter"I shrugged.

"Saying that shows that you care"my day said trying to wiggle his eyebrows.

"Whatever dad, we can read the letter together. I still can't believe you are going to leave me all by myself"I told him trying to control my tears.

"You will be fine Bella, I raised one hell of a woman. I know how strong you are. Let's just assume that I am going to a better place"he answered trying to make me feel better".

"I love you so much dad"I said holding his hand.

"I love you more Isabella. You know I'm glad you are my daughter. You are the best thing that happened to me."

"I

'm glad you are my dad too, I really am".