-Elijah-
He looked worse than I had imagined. Sh*t, don’t tell me this is the end. He still has time… right? I slowly tried to let go of his hand, but his grip tightened around mine, and I was relieved to feel a little strength still left in him.
“Does she know?” he asked, almost desperately.
I shook my head slowly. “No, I thought you should tell her,” I replied.
He sighed, looking a bit relieved.
“You can’t hide it anymore, my friend.”
“I thought you brought your cousin here so I could be cured and wouldn’t have to tell Angela in the end,” he said, smiling faintly. “She’s a tough one, your cousin.”
I leaned back as he finally let go of my hand, crossing my arms and smiling a bit proudly.
“Yeah, she doesn’t accept bullsh*t from anyone,” I admitted.
That made him chuckle slightly,
