Sebastian’s POV
“I’m scared for these next results,” Emily said, peering over at Sebastian who remained in his seat by her bed. “I’ve been feeling off lately. Lightheaded, nausea, things like that.”
“I’m sure it’s nothing to worry about,” he said, keeping his voice monotone. “They will figure something out if it is serious.
“What if it’s bad?” She asked, nervousness in her tone.
“You already have the fate of death knocking on your door,” Sebastian reminded her. “Can’t be worse than that.”
She leaned back in her bed; his words were meant to make her feel a bit better about her test results, but he realized his tone was a bit harsher than he meant it. He didn’t say anything else though; he leaned back in his own seat and stared over at the clock.
There was a part of him that kind
