taking her hand in his. Sarah's gaze drifted to his face, her fingers tenderly caressing his cheek. Her eyes narrowed s

isted, "What did the doctor say about me? Am I going to die? Won't I survive?" Her voice cracked as she struggled to

een working in this field for 20 years. He should be able to find a solution or something to

ed her back. "He said your condition has gotten worse," he whisper

a surge of frustration and helplessness. Why was life so cruel? She wished she could have a chance to speak to G

everyone. All she could do was accept her fate and wait for the day death