Everything inside her chest kept rising and crashing like violent waves, only to disappear and come back again before she could fully understand any of it.
She turned around quietly and walked out of the office with the papers still clutched tightly in her hands.
But the moment she stepped outside—
Reality hit her again.
Three months left to live.
The words slammed into her chest so hard she nearly stopped breathing.
A tumor.
Inside her head.
Three months.
Her steps suddenly slowed.
And for the first time since hearing the diagnosis—
Fear finally settled inside her chest.
Her fingers started trembling violently around the papers.
Her breathing became uneven.
Three months?
How could someone die in just three months?
How was that even possible?
Just three months ago, she was planning anniversary gifts for Elias.
And now suddenly—
She was dying?
Amara stopped in the middle of the hallway as panic slowly rose inside her chest.
The hospital lights above her suddenly felt too bright.
The noises around her became louder.
Her breathing grew shakier and shakier as tears slowly filled her eyes again.
Three months.
She only had three months left to exist in this world.
“How can I…”
The words got stuck painfully in Amara’s throat.
She couldn’t even finish the sentence.
She lowered herself slowly into one of the chairs in the hospital hallway, the medical papers trembling violently in her hands. Her breathing was uneven as she pulled her phone out of her purse with shaky fingers.
