8:20am
Heartbroken.
Misery.
Anguish.
That's how I feel.
I stare blankly at a white wall.
Life has no meaning now.
Mark isn't here...
"Jackson." Dr. Choi enters the room.
Please don't look at me like that.
Dr. Choi continues to stare at me.
I burst into tears. I cry into my hands.
"He did fight well." Dr. Choi rubs my back as I cry.
He fought so hard. He did well.
You did well, Mark.
