Rise of the Worthless Son in law

11

Damon kept a sympthatic gaze at Vivan as she paced around in fear and anxiety.

He knew this moment was crucial for her, she needed somone by her side, someone to give her all the support she could get right now and he was the ready to provide that for her at the moment.

After what like an eternity the door came out of the operating room room with a chart, it looks like Klaus’s chart, and health record.

As soon as vivan saw him, she hurriedly ran to him impatiently, “Doc, how is my Dad?” She asked as anxiety cried in.

"Miss Vivan?" he called. "We’ve stabilized your father, but I need to talk to you. It's important." He said as he gestured for him to follow her to his office.

Vivan’s heart lurched as she followed the doctor down the quieter corridor along with Damon.

As soon as they got to his office, vivan asked "Is he going to be okay?" Vivan asked.

The doctor hesitated before speaking. "We’ve managed to control his vitals for now, but there’s something you need to know." He paused, then met her eyes. "Your father has been diagnosed with advanced cancer. It's inoperable, and treatment options are extremely limited at this stage.”

The doctor's gaze softened, and he looked at vivan then back at Damon, who seemd to not understand anything that he had said, "Miss Vivan, what I’m saying is that your father's cancer is in its final stages. It’s an aggressive form, and it has spread too far for us to treat with surgery or traditional therapies. We can only focus on making him comfortable for now."

Vivan’s chest tightened, and she could feel the room closing in on her. The words were too heavy, too final. She had never imagined hearing them about her father, the man who had always been so strong, so full of life. “But… is there nothing more you can do? Is there really no hope?” she asked, her voice trembling, desperate for a glimmer of something—anything—that would give her the strength to hold on.

The doctor hesitated before speaking again. “There are options for palliative care—medications and treatments that may help ease his pain, but we are past the point where we can cure the disease. The cancer is simply too advanced.”

Her thoughts spiraled as she struggled to process the reality of the situation. “So… there’s no way to fix it? No miracle?” Her eyes were wide with disbelief.

The doctor looked at her with compassion, but his answer remained unchanged. "I’m afraid not. The cancer is too widespread for us to do anything more aggressive. It’s time to focus on quality of life rather than trying to prolong it.”

Vivan felt as though the ground beneath her had disappeared. She had never imagined a life without her father.

He was the only one she has, the onlyiving family member, what was she going to do?

Damon looked at her with pity, she had been gojng through a lot with the loss of her mother and her lack of fatherly love and now this was happening to her now? He let out his ahnd as she gripped her trembling hand.

Her gaze looked at him with fear and tears in it, and what Damon saw was real pain,

"Damon, I can’t loose my Dad. He is the only one i have left, I don't know what i would do without him!" she cried.

Damon's heart ached at the raw pain in Vivan's voice. He tightened his grip on her trembling hand, "You’re not alone, Vivan, I’m here for you. Whatever you need, whenever you need it—I'm here."

Vivan nodded as more tears flowed from her face.

Soon, a nurse knocked before walking in, "Doctor, Your attention is needed. it's an emergency!" she uttered impatiently.

The doctor instantly stood up amd walke out of the room urgently, giving Damon and bivan some space.

As soon as he left, The silence between them was heavy. Damon wanted to say something more, to comfort her, but he knew words wouldn’t be enough. Instead, he pulled her ro his embrace as he let her sub in his arms.

“I’ve always thought he’d be here forever,” Vivan whispered after a moment, her voice barely audible. “I thought that one day, he would look at me and we would connect just like old times. But....But....never have I imagined that he is suffering from a terrible disease Damon, Never have I imagined such fate."

Vivan’s pain and emotions were palpable and Damon really felt for her.

Suddenly a thought came to his head, there might be a way to save him.

“Vivan,” he began cautiously, “I know this feels like the end, but what if… what if there’s something else we could try?”

Her eyes met his, a flicker of hope igniting in their depths despite her despair. “What do you mean? The doctor said there’s no cure, Damon. What could possibly help now?”