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Forbidden
Prologue
“Em.J, please, you can do this, you can get better. A lot of people will themselves into good health. Why can’t you?” He’s whispering, he thinks I’m asleep but I hear every word of his pleading. He thinks he’s pep-talking my brain because he wouldn’t want me to hear him being so desperate. Normally he is positive, but we are nearing the end so he is doing anything he can.
I slowly crack my eyes open just enough to see him holding my hand beside me. He’s sitting at my bedside, I could hear in his voice that he was trying not to cry. He won’t, he never does. He has to be tough, for me, for us, just because he is the man. That’s how he thinks, that’s how he cares, that’s how strong and not strong he is.
I close my eyes. I really can’t go on any longer, it hurts too much but I can’t tell him that. I don’t want him to have to take on any more extra pain for me, he’s done that enough already.
I clear my throat and open my eyes at the same time, even that is hard. He tries to wipe his eyes so I won’t notice, “You’re…
