I stared at Oak, my mind reeling from his words. The finality in his tone, the resigned acceptance in his eyes – it all felt wrong, like a wrong note in a rather harmonious melody.
I'd never seen him this way or maybe, I just never bothered to ask. Have I been wrapped up in myself and desires for so long that I've overlooked just how different Oak had become?
The thought made me feel like s**t, among other things.
"No," I said, shaking my head emphatically. "No, that can't be possible. There has to be something we can do. Some remedy, some cure we haven't thought of yet." My voice rose with each word, desperation and determination mingling.
It was a sobering moment for me, I wasn't sure when I had stopped caring about only myself.
Oak's smile was gentle, but tinged with a sadness t
