I just don't know what I am going to do. I don't know how I'm going to tell him. All I know is that I have to tell him, and that I already told him we need to talk. I guess I'll do it at my house, because anywhere public could get ugly. I went to my doctor the other day, and he said that the cancer spread a little bit, but then stopped. At this point I'm scared. I have no idea how long I have to live. I know that Tom knows that something is up, because he keeps asking me if I'm alright, and he keeps trying to get me to tell him in a public place. He knows that I wont tell him over text, and the only time we have been spending together is in public. So, I understand why. I know that it is frustrating for him to not know what is wrong, but it's also frustrating for me, because I have to figure out how and when to tell him. My heart is breaking because I don't know what I am going to do about this. Why; of all people, did this have to happen to me? I'm telling him tomorrow.
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Her New Chapter. Him
Teen FictionFollow Jane, the writer. As, she embarks on an adventure to write the last chapter of her "book", this wasn't just a book. She was writing the last chapter of her life. She never really wrote her life down, but she realized that life is a story. If...
