JADE
I’m dying.
If someone told me I would be here seven months ago, I would have laughed. I thought my life began the day I fell for Sebastian, but it seemed he was the reason it was about to end now.
All sorts of thoughts run through my mind. I blamed him. I blamed the moon goddess, and even blamed myself.
Why me?
I stare at the doctor through teary eyes, pleading for a morsel of hope. But he just passed his verdict. Medically, there was no chance that I would live.
“Thank you, Doctor. You may leave us now,” Lukas says and the next few minutes blur away.
He puffs the pillow behind me and lowers me onto it to rest my back. I’m picking at my fingernails, tearing my skin in the process, but no pain can compare to what I’m feeling on the inside.
Why is all of this happening to me? W
