It was an ordinary watch that Christopher gave me so that I would feel more reassured. I picked up the watch and fumbled around at the pusher and crown, but to no avail. The watch hands were still motionless.

 

Feeling defeated, I flung it onto the ground and let out a screeching wail before covering my face in a sob.

 

Why is God always so cruel to me? Why doesn’t he grant me my very last wish on earth? I only want Christopher to live. Is that too much to ask for?

“Christopher…Christopher…”

me, the minute and second hand of the watch started to go around. They continued to do so for a few rounds before it stopped with a click, as though something

for me to get much fresh blood. As I grew more desperate, I picked up broken glass and slit my arm open. Once fresh blood started to dribble down my arm, I quickly positioned it on

should live on…” uttered Lyle weakly. He saw what I did and furrowed his brows disapprovingly. “You’ll be able to last for at least

can’t just sit here and watch Christopher die in front of me.” Leaning my icy cold body against a rock, every breath I took was laborious. Even a short reply like that had rendered me

 

voice shook. He was unable to

weak to analyze what he meant by “only if” when my vision started to blur. Before long,

a trance, alternating between being unconscious and a dazed state. I would hold onto Christopher when I was awake. When I passed out, I remembered dreaming. In my dream, I was wearing a white wedding gown and walking

 

sparkly, animated eyes. He then extended a hand toward me, taking my hand in his

children play in a playground, and you said

our children equally with all my heart. If it’s a boy, you’ll bring him to his soccer game practice. Or we send him into the army, so he’ll train to be as strong

a girl, I’ll dress her up like a princess. Imagine how happy we’ll feel

 

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