Nathan went completely rigid where he stood.
The world came crashing down on him all at once, suffocating him.
Tears spilled down his cheeks before he could stop them, and his voice came out rough and hoarse, barely recognizable as his own. "What do you mean, her will to live is weak...?"
How could her will to live be weak?
She'd spent six years undercover, grinding through those bleak, sunless days.
Even that final night, when Nina tortured her so brutally, Jillian had pulled through!
Nathan's voice cracked as he pleaded, "That can't be right. Please, just keep trying, won't you?"
The doctor stared steadily at him, his tone heavy with regret. "It's not that we don't want to save her. It's that she doesn't want to fight to stay alive. Maybe if you go in and talk to her, things will
