Mila's POV:
Watching Emma go was hard. My heartfelt incomplete and broken. Whenever she wasn't with me, I always felt like something was missing from me, a vital piece of me that I needed. Everything is amplified now more than ever. Every moment with everyone I love is now more precious than they ever were before. Every moment is precious, don't get me wrong, but when you're staring death in the face, those last moments are more significant because, at any time, they could be the last ones.
Lately, I feel like I'm not spending enough time with everyone. When I look down at my arm and stomach, I notice the infection has grown further up toward my heart; all I see is my time running out. I could almost hear the clock ticking down. I can feel the virus growing stronger every second, minute,
