Chapter 2

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I stared at the doctor blankly, then I turned towards Ruez. His skin was a sick yellow. I could tell that this was taking a toll on him too, but like always he shook it off and pretended that it was nothing.

"The cancer is at the last stage," the doctor informed us, "you've got about a year or so left of life."

"What... a year? He's only 18 there's gotta be something that we can do. Anything!"

"I'm sorry," was all he said.

What the fuck is wrong with you? You're sorry? You-"

"Annais! " yelled Ruez.

I flinched.

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