, Liam asked m

es of orange and pink. It was breathtakingly romantic, a scene rip

fool. A complete bastard. Learning about your... illness...

a beautiful, vintage-inspired piece I had once saved to a secret Pinte

ll you m

down my face. For one insane moment, I

, unable

, his smile soft and loving. "I'

, he pulled a document

he said, his voice a gen

was an advance directive.

my ear. "Why not be a hero? Chloe's lung disease... it's getting wor

the soft words-it was all a lie. A monstrous, calculated per

phone buzzed on the table beside me. An

e's Hospital Pa

garding your recent

hook as I

ds mix-up... your scans were confused with those of another patient.

tly he

over me. The tears on my face were no lo

sion shifting from devastation

und his neck. "Yes, I'll marry you. And yes, I

er, relief flood

g back, my mind racing. "They say it can buy me a few more mont

, stroking my hair.

on. He had no idea