Maya's POV
"Six months. Maybe a year."
I laughed bitterly. "I don't have a year. The serum is breaking down my body. Your own medical reports say I have months at best before the cellular damage becomes irreversible."
Elena's face paled. "You read my private notes."
"Of course I did. I'm not stupid." I turned to face her. "So tell me, mother, if I'm dying anyway, why shouldn't I take down as many of them as I can before I go?"
"Because you're not dying," Elena said fiercely. "I'm working on a solution. A way to stabilize your condition, maybe even reverse some of the damage. But I need time."
"Time I don't have."
"Then we make time!" Elena grabbed my shoulders, forcing me to look at her. "Maya, please. I lost you once. I abandoned you when you needed me most. Don't make me lose you
