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Alrajie gampong :

beautifully done 👍

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🤳face it

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beautiful

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Part 14 — The Question She Had Kept Buried Like every morning before, Namtan came to Film’s room at nine. Dr. Wan would not be back until the afternoon, so for the time being, Namtan was still responsible for monitoring Film’s condition. She entered without saying much. She checked Film’s blood pressure. Checked her pulse. Made sure the IV was running properly. “Does it still hurt?” “It’s much better.” “Dizzy?” “Not too much.” Namtan nodded and wrote down the results. Her eyes briefly fell on the food sitting on the table. “Have you eaten?” Film gave her a small smile. “Yes.” “Good.” Just one word. Yet to Film, that small act of concern felt like something she had been longing for for a very long time. Namtan closed the file. “Dr. Wan will be back this afternoon.” “After that, she’ll take over your examination.” Film nodded. Namtan turned toward the door. But her steps stopped. Her hand was still holding the file. She took a deep breath. Then slowly turned around. “Film.” Film looked at her. “Yes?” Namtan did not speak immediately. For a few seconds, she simply stood there. As though she were trying to gather the courage to ask something she had never been able to say for the past two years. “I want to ask you something.” Film fell silent. “Can I?” Film nodded slowly. “Of course.” Namtan looked at her. “Back then…” Her voice was barely audible. “Why did you leave?” Film immediately froze. Namtan continued. “For two years, I kept trying to find the answer myself.” “I thought maybe I simply wasn’t good enough.” “Maybe I was too poor.” “Maybe I was never worthy of standing beside you.” Film lowered her head. Her fingers slowly tightened around the blanket. “Tan…” “Don’t.” Namtan shook her head. “I’m not finished.” She took a breath. “I’m not asking because I want us to get back together.” “I don’t want to change anything either.” “I just want to know…” Her gaze began to tremble. “Was I really that terrible in your eyes?” Film lifted her face. Her eyes met Namtan’s. And for a moment… Film almost told her everything. About her father. About the threats. About the scholarship. About the night she had been forced to choose between their love and Namtan’s future. Every word was already sitting at the tip of her tongue. But not a single one came out. Because Film knew… once she told the truth, there would be no way to go back. Namtan waited. Film opened her mouth. “I…” That was all. Her voice stopped there. Namtan stared at her for a long moment. Then a small smile appeared on her face. Not a happy smile. The smile of someone who had finally realized that perhaps she would never get the answer she had been searching for. “It’s okay.” Film shook her head. “That’s not it.” “Then what is it?” Film fell silent again. Namtan lowered her gaze. “I tried to hate you for two years.” “I told myself that you left because I had nothing.” “Because I wasn’t good enough.” She let out a quiet laugh. But her eyes were beginning to fill with tears. “And maybe that was easier to believe than any other reason.” Film stared at her silently. Namtan straightened the file in her hands. “So if that really was the reason…” She paused. “You don’t have to explain it anymore.” Film wanted to say something. She really did. But her throat felt locked. Namtan walked toward the door. Before leaving, she stopped without turning around. “I just hope…” Her voice grew softer. “…that all this time, I wasn’t wrong for loving you.” Film closed her eyes. Namtan finally opened the door. She left. The door slowly closed behind her. And Film remained silent on the bed. She did not cry. She did not move. She simply stared at the door Namtan had just walked through. Because for the first time in two years… Namtan had finally given her a chance to tell the truth. And once again… Film chose silence. #fiksi #alternativeuniverse #au #namtanfilm #namtantipnaree

Part 14 — The Question She Had Kept Buried Like every morning before, Namtan came to Film’s room at nine. Dr. Wan would not be back until the afternoon, so for the time being, Namtan was still responsible for monitoring Film’s condition. She entered without saying much. She checked Film’s blood pressure. Checked her pulse. Made sure the IV was running properly. “Does it still hurt?” “It’s much better.” “Dizzy?” “Not too much.” Namtan nodded and wrote down the results. Her eyes briefly fell on the food sitting on the table. “Have you eaten?” Film gave her a small smile. “Yes.” “Good.” Just one word. Yet to Film, that small act of concern felt like something she had been longing for for a very long time. Namtan closed the file. “Dr. Wan will be back this afternoon.” “After that, she’ll take over your examination.” Film nodded. Namtan turned toward the door. But her steps stopped. Her hand was still holding the file. She took a deep breath. Then slowly turned around. “Film.” Film looked at her. “Yes?” Namtan did not speak immediately. For a few seconds, she simply stood there. As though she were trying to gather the courage to ask something she had never been able to say for the past two years. “I want to ask you something.” Film fell silent. “Can I?” Film nodded slowly. “Of course.” Namtan looked at her. “Back then…” Her voice was barely audible. “Why did you leave?” Film immediately froze. Namtan continued. “For two years, I kept trying to find the answer myself.” “I thought maybe I simply wasn’t good enough.” “Maybe I was too poor.” “Maybe I was never worthy of standing beside you.” Film lowered her head. Her fingers slowly tightened around the blanket. “Tan…” “Don’t.” Namtan shook her head. “I’m not finished.” She took a breath. “I’m not asking because I want us to get back together.” “I don’t want to change anything either.” “I just want to know…” Her gaze began to tremble. “Was I really that terrible in your eyes?” Film lifted her face. Her eyes met Namtan’s. And for a moment… Film almost told her everything. About her father. About the threats. About the scholarship. About the night she had been forced to choose between their love and Namtan’s future. Every word was already sitting at the tip of her tongue. But not a single one came out. Because Film knew… once she told the truth, there would be no way to go back. Namtan waited. Film opened her mouth. “I…” That was all. Her voice stopped there. Namtan stared at her for a long moment. Then a small smile appeared on her face. Not a happy smile. The smile of someone who had finally realized that perhaps she would never get the answer she had been searching for. “It’s okay.” Film shook her head. “That’s not it.” “Then what is it?” Film fell silent again. Namtan lowered her gaze. “I tried to hate you for two years.” “I told myself that you left because I had nothing.” “Because I wasn’t good enough.” She let out a quiet laugh. But her eyes were beginning to fill with tears. “And maybe that was easier to believe than any other reason.” Film stared at her silently. Namtan straightened the file in her hands. “So if that really was the reason…” She paused. “You don’t have to explain it anymore.” Film wanted to say something. She really did. But her throat felt locked. Namtan walked toward the door. Before leaving, she stopped without turning around. “I just hope…” Her voice grew softer. “…that all this time, I wasn’t wrong for loving you.” Film closed her eyes. Namtan finally opened the door. She left. The door slowly closed behind her. And Film remained silent on the bed. She did not cry. She did not move. She simply stared at the door Namtan had just walked through. Because for the first time in two years… Namtan had finally given her a chance to tell the truth. And once again… Film chose silence. #fiksi #alternativeuniverse #au #namtanfilm #namtantipnaree

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