It was another day, and I was just sitting over the cabin’s stairs. I’ve been here since 5 am just to clear my head. I sighed and shook my head in frustration. There’s too much in my brain. I think I’m about to become crazy. I buried my face with my palms.
I don’t want to lose both of them. My chest suddenly tightened. I crouched in pain and tapped my chest hard. I brought my inhaler out and did the procedure. I closed my eyes in relief.
“Julia, it’s far too dangerous for you already. Your lungs are nearly broken. You have to stop tiring yourself. I believe you’re getting stressed out too much.”
I gulped. “I-I know, doctor.”
“Then why aren’t trying to work with me, Ms. Burton. I’ve told you the past few months that your disease in progressing faster than normal. The medicines, the ther
