Rewriting the Script — Episode 8

I shared a cheap rental with my fellow aspiring actress roommate, my closest friend industry. One afternoon, I passed out from overwork after a brutal round of auditions. I nearly died from a severe asthma attack in our cramped apartment.

I woke up in a hospital. Luca's mother was the one who found me. She was my flatmate, my roommate. Coming home late from an extra gig, she heard me gasping and broke the door down to

me help. She saved my life, but she couldn't save her own. She was a single mother, no family, just her and Luca. By the time I met her, she was already at stage 4 cancer.

She delayed treatment through her pregnancy. Before she died, she watched me hold Luca, a soft, relieved smile on her face. If I hadn't met you, the only place Luca could go was the orphanage. I'll take care of him.

I gave her the simplest promise I could. so that's why you agreed to my little deal he drew out the word deal half mocking i had no choice luca has a severe illness he needed treatment now so if he hadn't gotten sick you'd never have come back to me right

the silence in the car was suffocating i opened my mouth