It was Charlotte all over again and I was sure that I might not last long enough to see myself destroy every part of me. Magenta was getting the treatment but doctor already said she was way past saving. I cursed myself, her and everyone around her for not giving her treatment when required. But that did no good.
The thought that she was dying was painful but what was even more painful, seeing her fall into that death. Her severe headaches, her sudden blindness, her paralytic attacks and her fumbling for words. I was watching the source of my life being gradually sucked out of light.
And yet all through this she smiled, just smiled for me.
I detest everything in the world and I was intolerable when she was not around but she worked like a charm and I felt myself calming down. My direct
