thirty-eight

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Days after we found out that Jace was already dying, I decided to go home. I needed rest. I had to be strong when Jace would be allowed to have guests. It was ten days later when I decided to visit him again.

I brought a mixtape that I made last night. Most of my favorite songs are there so he could listen to them before he go to sleep or do something relaxing. They were good music and based on the songs he put on his mixtape, I was sure he would like it.

There's no one home at their house. Even Alexa wasn't there. Maybe her mom also brought her to the hospital. I felt a smile on my face. Maybe Jace was finally allowed to have visitors.

I hurry to the hospital. I wanted to see him again.

Did I mention how I hated hospitals? It felt like everything in there was of grief, sadness, pain. I couldn't endure those. I wondered what Jace was thinking.

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