[ With permission, his tears flow warm against him, raw and painful. It hurts. He has a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach, dreading the worst but unwilling to give up the sliver of hope that he pulled through, too. But either way, eventually it will be a death sentence.
But how desperately he wants to put that off... ]
I'm sorry. I am supposed to be stronger than this. But I am still just a child in the end, it seems.
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But how desperately he wants to put that off... ]
I'm sorry. I am supposed to be stronger than this. But I am still just a child in the end, it seems.