A few days after being with everyone in that room, Elaine finally began to feel more like herself. She’d collapsed in bed for a long sleep after the confrontation.
When she finally awoke the next day, she’d seen that she had slept for over 20 hours. The cancer was clearly kicking her ass, and it took a lot of convincing to get out of bed.
“No time to lose,” she’d told herself. “You have work to do.”
That was a motivator in itself. Elaine had so much left to do with her death to-do list. She wanted to ensure everything was in place before the end. That alone was terrifying. But she’d stood up to her husband, Ayla, and her family. She wasn’t a pawn for any of them to use again.
She wasn’t their Luna. The only person who mattered was Elaine.
After freshening up and heading out, Ela
