Chapter 22

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"Since when?" I asked, clutching the pack of cancer sticks that I just took away from you.

You didn't turn your attention to me, the lost look radiating out of your hollow eyes.

"A week." Your voice raspy after inhaling the smoke before breaking into a fit of coughs, gasping for air.

I didn't ask you why. I knew the reason and I still wasn't going to give up.

I took the cigarette from in between your lips as smoke danced from the lit end, crushing it beneath my foot.

I still have lots of hope, enough for both of us.

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