Meeting Sarah/A Jordan Knight FanFic (Completed)✔️

Chapter Twenty-Five

Chapter Twenty-Five

Sarah sat out on the deck, her chin held up to the sun that has beginning to set on the horizon. She hugged a decorative pillow as I walked toward her with Lyra. This was it. The moment we would destroy my little princess' life by telling her, like all other Disney princesses, she too wouldn't have her mommy anymore. How the hell do you tell a kid their mother is dying?

"Mommy?" Lyra questioned and Sarah looked down toward her. The tears had already begun to pool in her eyes. "Daddy said we needed to have a talk. Am I in trouble?"

"No, sweetie." Sarah cleared her throat and reached for Lyra. "Mommy and Daddy need to tell you something."

I sat on the other side of Lyra, my gaze locked on the pavers at my feet. "Lyra," I cleared my throat and swallowed the lump in my throat. "Remember how we told you about how your mom was sick?"

Lyra looked over at me and nodded her head.

Sarah grabbed Lyra's hand and brushed her hair away from her face. "Lyra, the medicine that the doctors gave me didn't work."

"Are you still sick?" Lyra asked.

"Yes." Sarah held back a sob.

"Mommy is really sick, sweetie, and there'll be a few things that will change around here."

"What's going to happen?" Lyra's question broke my heart.

Sarah cleared her throat and inhaled slowly before exhaling. "Lyra, I love you very much and I hope that you never forget that. I'm sorry, sweetie, but Mommy isn't getting better."

"Are you going to die?"

Sarah gave her a hesitant nod and Lyra threw herself into her arms. Tears blurred my vision. I couldn't take it.

"My sweet baby girl." Sarah's voice was hoarse. She moved from the chair and knelt in front of her. "I'm so sorry this is happening to you. But I want you to know that every day we spend together is going to be magical."

"I don't want you to die, Mommy!" Lyra cried.

I wiped my tears away and wrapped my arm around Lyra's small shoulders. "Lyra, we both love you very much, and we want you to understand that this isn't something we can control."

"I may not be here with you Lyra, but I'm in here." Sarah pressed her hand to Lyra's chest. "I promise I'll always be in there."

Lyra bowed here chin and tears dripped onto her thighs. Sarah draped her arms over Lyra and kissed her tears away. "I'm so sorry, Lyra," she cried softly.

My hand rubbed Emilia's back, and my own tears dripped from my face.

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Sarah convinced everyone to come over one last time.

Her rules were simple: there would be no crying and everyone was to wear something colorful. We were not to talk about her dying, only remember the good times we shared with her.

Sarah sat on the patio furniture with Cinthia and Travis as I stood off to the side, looking out at the ocean. Her smile never left her face, and though I tried to be optimistic, I was dying inside. I sipped on my lukewarm beer, trying to drown out the noises in my head.

Leslie approached and handed me a new beer. A sympathetic smile appeared on her face. She shrugged and sighed.

"Thanks." I said and took the replacement.

"How are you doing?" she asked.

"You really want to know?" Leslie nodded. "I'm her husband with no legal right to force her to try to live, and I can't help but feel useless. We had to tell Lyra that Sarah is dying and that conversation tore me up inside."