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Last published Mon, Mar 24, 2025
Life was never fair. House knew that. He was never lucky with the cards that life dealt him, but he would have never expected a relatively healthy and kind person to just...get cancer. And an oncologist out of all people? He knew how it felt to be sick, to be in pain, but he would never, ever want to feel the pain of knowing your time was running out. There's so much left to do and so little time. How is someone supposed to even spend their last five months?
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