Today is her surgery and my last day of gifting her. Her surgery is scheduled at 2 PM. I came earlier today and wished luck for Jenny. I'm scared but I don't want to think about it. I'm just hoping that she would get back soon. Jennifer also came back this morning. I met her and talked. I thanked her for telling me things about Jenny. Back in high school, she had disappeared suddenly and I didn't thank her that time. I'm glad that I met her. Today, she was worried that Jenny might not get well but I comforted her. We were all worried about her and all that we could do was hope. Hope that she might get back soon. We were clinging onto that hope for past few months.
After one hour, she was taken to the operation ward. I was thinking that she might be worried or even scared but she wasn't. She gave us the confidence that everything would be okay. She told her sister and mother not to worry for her even if things goes worse. Before she went for operation she said "Mother, you are always the best. You raised both of us despite our father abandoned and left us. You were always strong and will always be. You have taught us to be strong not with our physical body but with our heart and soul. You have given us the courage to overcome any danger or sorrow that may strike upon us. I don't know what difficulty awaits us in the future but no matter what please move on with your life even if there isn't me. I know its not the time to say this but this might be my last. So mother please take care, I love you. Jennifer, you are always my best friend. You were always with me and I love you too. If this operation doesn't go well then please take care of mom. You should be the one to always be with her. Always be strong and keep her happy. I love you too." Then she looked at me and said, "Peter, I have no words to tell you how much thankful I am for being your friend. You came here and looked out for me each and every day. I'm happy to ever meet person like you. I hope this won't be our last goodbye." She smiled and then she headed towards surgical room. I couldn't tell anything. My chest felt heavy. Jennifer burst into tears and then told her that she loves her too. Her mother couldn't speak even a single word and then she looked away as if she didn't hear a single word. Her eyes were filled with pain and fear. Her eyes dropped a few tears but she tried to control. Besides, I felt numb and my mind was totally blank. I didn't have enough courage to tell them anything. Moreover, I was highly optimistic that she would get better.