Chapter 11

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"She's ready for you." The nurse said

I took a deep breath. Then pushed open the door. Not prepared for what I saw. Taylor was lying there, white as a ghost, nodding awkwardly at random times. She looked over to me, not knowing who I was. It almost broke my heart again.

•Moments earlier•

"So she's not dead?" I asked, confused.

"No, she's on life support. It's time for you to say your goodbyes."

"No. No. Why can't you just keep her on life support until she's better."

The Doctor sighed.

"We could keep her on for a little longer, but her brain doesn't know how to function anymore. We know that she won't get better."

"Forever. Keep her on it forever"

"Mr. Sheeran, we can't. I'm sorry."

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