I've been staring at the mirror for quite a while, all looking gorgeous and lively. I don't look like dying at all, I don't look sick. I smiled at myself with assurance. You're doing well, Kim. Why bother thinking about your death instead of making things memorable and happy?
This has always been my thoughts for weeks after refusing the transfusion and my medications. I made my family believe everything's going well while I tried so hard to look fine and healthy. I am guilty, but I am desperate as well.
I sighed and smiled. At this moment, I know that I'm ready. I turned around and saw Xian, all looking dashing like a prince.
He smiled at me, that ever gorgeous lopsided smile that I know I will never forget. I smiled back at him as he snatch my hand to his arm for him to escort me.
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