JANE
I had known Rachel for what felt like a lifetime, and her compassionate nature was one of the things I cherished most about her. Naturally, Rachel would never stand and watch me shed tears.
No matter the situation, she would typically move heaven and earth to find a solution, just to see me stop crying.
However, the Rachel before me now seemed like a stranger. She remained unmoved, not even blinking even as tears streamed down my face and instead of trying to understand why I was crying so much, she turned to the doctor with an indifferent expression.
"You have my permission, doctor. Come inject her. I doubt she would dare stop or struggle with you again." Her words cut through me, and more tears cascaded down my cheeks but I dared not utter a sound.
I stood there silently with
