JUDY’S POV
Lana’s condition got worse with every second that passed. Vomit was coming out of her mouth like water and I feared what could have been next. I insisted on getting help but she adamantly refused.
“I can't stand to see you in pain” I pointed out I don’t understand why you chose lay here and wallow in misery and pain. “why won't you let me get you help?’’ I snapped at her
“I can't let you, we cant explain to anyone how I got sick and if anyone was to find out, I am scared Andrew will get into trouble and his family may lose the throne.” she said out of breath
“So you would rather die for the throne?” I question her
“ I am not dying, I am just waiting on Andrew to come back with a solution and I know he will,” she said struggling to breath
“ I don’t get it but I will sit her
