"How much time do I have left?" She closes her eyes as she waits for the doctor to answer her question.
"Are you sure you want to know?"
Oh-oh. I have a terrible feeling about this.
"Yes, completely." Her eyes have this kind of sparkle. Am I sensing a little bit of hope? It's weird though, 'cause they look fierce and eager too. They reflect some kind of hunger. Not in a bad way anyway. They're hungry to receieve an answer....the doctor's answer.
The doctor doesn't seem to be sure if he must go on or not, but he does. He takes a long sigh before saying: "31 days."
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31 DAYS
FanfictionWhat would you do if you were told you have only 31 days left of living? Would you risk it all and follow your dreams or would you be afraid of what might happen?
