Mina's POV
The week had gone by in a blur of pain. Unable to do anymore, then make her way to the bathroom to relieve herself and refill her water bottle, Mina spent the week held up in her room curled in the fetal position. The pain had been the worst she had ever felt and along with it came a fever, fatigue and vomiting.
Was this it? Had her time finally come? Was death finally at her door, ready to collect her soul and send her to the beyond? The fight in her was gone, she readily accepted that this might be the end for her. That she was going to die out here all alone and no one would probably find her for weeks or longer. She was all alone and for the first time she wished she had told Jay that she had been getting worse or that she had contacted Deacon and told him the truth.
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