I spent every second of the past four days praying that Christopher would wake up sooner, but when he finally did, I could not bring myself to see him. No matter how much I hate Monica, I had to admit that what she said was true.

 

I knew she had no ill intentions, but with just a few words, she had managed to change my mind. It would be easier for Christopher to accept my death if they told him I died on the island.

 

If he knew I died because of a terminal illness—and that he was the cause—he would never walk out of the guilt.

Behind the door, I could hear Christopher struggling to speak with his weak voice.

Did you see her, Mom? She’s the girl who gave you walnut cookies

“Chris…” Julia was hesitant.

Please, tell me where she is now.” Christopher was getting agitated. His voice became more assertive, but it soon

bring you over to see her

 

How can I rest here without

noise grew louder as it got closer to the door. I grabbed Darius’ hand, preventing him from opening

to Christopher even in death, but now that I heard his voice, I knew I loved him too much to let him go through the pain of watching me

 

like a gem and protected me over and over again. I was the first thing that

the matter?”

not hear me. “Bring

that was really what I wanted, and I insisted with feigned calm. The moment I got back

 

me dearly, and I had everything anyone ever wanted in life. It was just that my joy was short-lived. I should not be so selfish as to bring the person I loved most with me down the

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