Angelica's POV.
It's almost 06.00 now, my mother and I are on the beach, sitting on a pink cloth that I bought from home. We sat back and enjoyed the young coconut water we ordered from a seller not far from here. Now and then I glance at my mother who is daydreaming while watching the sunset, her face looks increasingly pale and her body looks thinner, especially now that she is wearing a slightly baggy shirt.
"Watching the sunset is an entertainment that cannot be compared to other entertainment," she said softly.
"There is nothing God's creation can compare to sunrise, sunset, beautiful Aurora, waves, and many more," I replied then scooped up young coconut water using a red straw.