During my hospital stay, I reached out to everyone I could possibly contact.
"Brother, what's the point of stringing Melody along like this?"
"And I" - The words he said during our last meeting left me feeling uneasy.
Thankfully, heaven rewards those who persevere. After my relentless phone calls, a college classmate finally revealed to me that Finn had gone abroad.
His music career was soaring with his return, with international invitations pouring in for his performances.
Without hesitation, I bought a ticket to go overseas.
Back then, he had been so eager to attend my solo concert, but I never gave him the chance.
Now it was his recital, and I couldn't wait to be a part of it.
Even if I was just an audience member in the very last row.
Just another face in the crowd, barely noticeable.
But I could still applaud for him, cheer for him, and witness his most triumphant moment.