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Sage|Vera|Alessia

Vera poked her head in her mother's room to make sure she was awake before silently walking in. Remission was a true pain in the ass. Vera's mother would have an endless amount of appointments, doctors saying that she's improved immensely but there was always still a chance of something bad happening.

Vera's two older sisters just panicked or cried. Cried until their faces and eyes turned red and they had to suck in air to breathe. Last year, when their mother was diagnosed, Vera did cry with her sisters.

But then she realized that crying would fix nothing. Their mother was already weak, losing strength, weight and hair every single day. Seeing her children bawling their eyes out will only break her more. And if that led to depression? What would happen then? Vera's mother's chances of surviving would drop.

It's been about two whole months since her mother has been in remission. The doctors say that it was some "miracle" and it's very rare when someone got the opportunity to recover. Vera made her way over to her mother's bed and climbed onto it. Laying down right next to her, Vera met her pretty green eyes and smile. ❝Why are you always so happy?❞

❝Because I get to see your beautiful face again every day.❞ she replied, inclining her head at the television a few feet away from them. ❝Kim Kardashian got robbed.❞

Vera laughed. ❝Instead of resting, you catch up with the gossip. Funny.❞

❝What do you mean? I'm the one who robbed her.❞

Vera's laughter filled the whole apartment
just as her phone rang for a moment in her back pocket of her jeans.

❝Ooh. Who's that? I sense boy.❞

❝...I didn't even take my phone out?❞

❝I sense boy who likes you.❞

❝Yeah, sure. If he did, I would scream.❞

❝So there is a boy?!❞

❝Of course there's a boy.❞

❝Wow. He likes ugly women, then.❞

❝Mom?!❞

❝...Oh. I apologize. He likes disgusting women, then.❞

❝You're so insane. Now I know what he means.❞

❝Who is He?❞

❝His name is Sage.❞

❝Hot.❞

❝You should see his face.❞

❝Hot like Cheerios?❞

❝...That doesn't make sense but...sure.❞

❝Momma wants to meet him.❞

❝He needs to put a ring on it, first.❞

❝I taught you well.❞

Vera grinned and checked the message. It was from Sage.

Meet up with me??
2:24 PM

When?
2:26 PM

Right now on the roof? Can you?
2:27 PM

Yeah, I can come.
Are you okay?
2:28 PM

I'm fine.
See you there.
2:30 PM

Alessia leaned over, eyeing the messages. Vera bit her lip and stared at the top of her mother's head. More hair was starting to grow in. ❝Does he always text first?❞

❝No.❞

❝...Always wants you to meet him?❞

❝No. He meets me.❞

❝...Eh. Make sure he's okay.❞

❝How caring and you don't even know him.❞

❝I will soon.❞