Macy's POV
All through the night, I couldn’t sleep. I waited patiently for the morning to come. I was scared and didn’t want to die like this.
I had so many dreams to fulfill. I wanted to get married and have kids of my own, live in a small house with a garden out back, and a husband who loved me without doubt.
I stared out the little window of the tiny room just above the bed. There was no moon or stars in the sky. I sighed.
Maybe even the moon and stars couldn’t bear to watch my plight. I didn’t even get to say goodbye to my grandma and Lori.
My mind wandered to them. They must be so worried about me.
I decided to sing my favorite song, the one my mom taught me when I was younger. That was before she died. It became my favorite after she passed.
My mother loved music, too. She
