TW: grief, sad thoughts, neglect, and impending death are mentioned in this chapter. if you don't like it, don't read it.
𝟒𝟑 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐆𝐎
THE YOUNG WOMAN clung to her chair, gasping for air.
"I am alright, mother; no need to worry about me." Her face twisted in a grimace of pain, showing how she loathed her body's condition. Her mother and brother spent years caring for her due to how frail she was, like how even a slight chill in the air could make her have a fever that could last for at least a week.
Today was supposed to be a happy occasion; it was her brother's birthday, but because of her, it was ruined. which was nothing new, of course; she always did end up wrecking their plans with her sickly health.
H̴͙̽̍̂̂̎͊͋o̵̞̖̬͕̾͋̃̐̇͋̚͘͝w̷̮̾͝ ̷̢̗̦̠̲͕̙͉̲̜̈́͑͌̃̿̓͊̈́͠s̶̛̰̯͖̣̻͍̖̗̙̋̈́͝ḧ̷̞̪̤̠̝͈̜̥̘̫́ę̶̥̙̮̬̐̀͌ ̴̛̝̠͆͐̈̇̒͗̍͠w̵̛̗̙̍͑̌̏a̸͕̎̏͗̐̎̉̐̒̌̕n̸͚̫̭̈́t̷̡͓̬̭̫͕̻̼̓̄͊͋̈́͌͘͜͠e̵̤̤̹̯͈̟̟̔ͅd̴͚̯̩͇̻̘̳̟̈́̂̇ ̴̟̫͚͚̳̹̙̯̬̒͜͝t̷̘̐̿͠ơ̵̙̒͐́ ̷͚̖̤̤̙͙̠̍̇͆d̸̨̢̗̣͓̖̲̦͆̀̍ĩ̶̹͚̭̦͕͎̠̖̠̾̀è̶̢̲͍̦̊̋͂͐͑̕͝ ̶̠͍̹̗̥͙̣̘̯̝͛̉̄̑̈́͛̓̽̐͘i̶̖̼͑́͗̅ṉ̴̣͈̀̌̓̂̂̌ṣ̴̙̳͙͉̥̀̒̍̕͠t̴̛̤͍͑́̾̈̐̀̀̈́ȩ̸͙͕̞̼͗͗̈́̿̓â̶̛͇̮͓̬͒͌̍̔͂̃̀d̶͉͇̜̜͖͎̣̉̈́̃͂̏̈̏́̚͘ ̵̥̯̙͔͇̹̅͊͂ͅͅo̴̠̭̊̉͌̈̈́̃̊͌͒f̷̨̳͈̮̪̹͚́͒́̈̒ ̶̢̰͎͚̼̟̥́̎͛͋̔̅͒̿t̷̨̘͙̭̤̥̜͚̝͙͒̓͌͒̈́̄͗̚̕͝h̶̲͇͛͊̾͜͠i̷͈̣͛s̶̨̛̜͈̣͗͝͝ ̵͇͚̬̟͔͂m̷̼̋̈͆͌̄͒͆̔̋̆i̵͕̥̓̽̄̈́͝ś̸̨̗̳̣̙̈̋͆e̸̗̟͕̖͓͔̣͌͌͒̀̌ŗ̴̛̰̪̹̘̏͂̿̕͝ả̵̛̤͖͕̱͈̮̏̀̇̆̈̽͋͘ͅḇ̴̡̹͖̺̍̋̚̚͝l̷̨̨̫͍̞̞̐̎̓͌̇́͠͝͝e̵̩͖̙͓͚̓̌̈́̍̓̈́̾ ̴̢̦̣͙͍̈́̂̏̊̊̐̌̈́͘͘f̵̨͈̰̙̝͖͑͌̾̿͊͝ͅͅą̵̯̮̩̝̜̖̣͍́͊ͅţ̷̱͍͗̔̓̀̍͘ĕ̵͕̩̥̃̉̄̀̎̑͘
She could still remember the day when the doctor delivered the heartbreaking news a few years ago.
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