“Are you serious?” Phantom rasps, his face falling and his eyes wide. I can feel his frustration as I lie in bed with my hands behind my head. I understand it, but I want him to understand me.
It doesn’t matter what I do, this won’t last. It’ll be another loss added to the rest of them. Another painful memory that I’ll have to bury deep down in my mind and heart until it poisons me.
“My hope for something like this was crushed to dust a long time ago,” I breathed out, my voice barely above a whisper. “It’s not going to matter whom I tell, or how many doctors I involve. It will simply run it’s course until my body decides it’s time to reject it, and then,” I swallow down the bitter taste on my tongue, “And then it won’t matter anyways.”
Phantom’s face is towards me, and despite his bli
