“I only hope that you can find a way in your heart, a heart which is far better and purer than mine, to forgive my sins. Because despite my mistakes and errors in judgment, I have always loved you. I have always treasured your love. No matter what mistakes I’ve made or the extent of pain those mistakes may have caused, I know I have done at least one right thing in this life. And that was to fall in love with you. Because you mean so much more to me than my mistakes suggest.”
Dora knew that her healthy wasn’t good. But she kept trying to believe that it was. Until the night she spat. Until the night she spat blood. At the same time the terror entered her soul, she smiled remembering her brother saying: “You look like Satine coughing. Do you have the same disease?”. Right that minute, Dora believed she could have. Not Satine’s disease, but something really serious. Never before she had something that scary. Her life was already a big mess, with all those boring things to study and lack of time. And now, this. One hour and $250 later, she found out that she was wrong. Nothing to worry about. But that moment, in the bathroom where she caughed blood, will remain forever in her mind. It was the moment where she thought about the worst, about the people she would lost, about things unsaid and what wouldn’t be changed. And, to her surprise, nothing worried her. Everything was in its place, no matter what.
