faith | ✓

vii

I didn't tell you about anything.

I didn't tell you that there was a letter sitting on the study of my office that could change my whole life.

Because with that change, came another one, where I had to let you go.

And I couldn't even begin to consider that as an option.

You had another year left.

We had another year left.

A job offer was going to change nothing. I didn't care how much money or how many opportunities they threw my way.

You were everything.

We still had a year left with us until that disease swallowed you whole. One year where I would lay the whole world at your feet.

I was not going to be in denial and scream about you not leaving me. You had to. And I was okay with it. At least I thought I was.

You were still there.

The fear was never going to taint anything between us.

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