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    Myrna cast Rachel a grateful nce, relieved that she hadn’t exposed the real reason behind her request for the sleeping pill.


    Huey pondered for a moment before nodding in agreement. “You’re right.”


    Not long after taking the pill, Myrna drifted off into a deep sleep. A brief silence filled the room before Huey finally spoke again. “I really appreciate youing today.”


    Rachel couldn’t help but ask, a hint of confusion in her voice. “Why weren’t you with her during chemo?”


    Huey lowered his head, his mood visibly heavy.


    After a moment, he finally looked up, his voice heavy with guilt. “The chemo was originally set for three dayster, but I had to go back to my hometown for a family emergency. But Myrna… she didn’t want me to stress about it. She didn’t want me to see her suffer, so she rescheduled it early.”


    So that was the truth.


    Myrna had considered everything, down to the smallest detail, all for Huey’s sake.


    Even as her life neared its end, her love for him never wavered.


    And Huey, in return, cherished her just as much.


    “Would you mind staying with her a little longer? I need to talk to the doctor.”


    “Of course.”


    Once he stepped out, a quiet stillness settled over the room.


    Myrna remained peacefully asleep.


    Rachel gently adjusted Myrna’s nket, but in the process, her phone slipped from the bed.


    She bent down to retrieve it, but as her eyesnded on the screen, an unexpected wave of emotion washed over her.


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    The lock screen disyed an old photo of Myrna and Huey, taken during their college days.


    They looked so young, their faces glowing with carefree smiles, full of youthful joy.


    Back then, they were probably just friends, not yet a couple.


    For any girl, having a cherished photo like that with her boyfriend was something to long for. Especially wedding photos—memories tost a lifetime.


    The thought hit Rachel so hard that she couldn’t ignore it.


    She had to tell Huey.


    He didn’t seem like the type to dwell on romantic gestures, and with everything happening, he was probably too overwhelmed to think about something like this.


    Following the signs, she navigated through the hallways until she reached the doctor’s office.


    But just as she was about to knock, she overheard a cold, matter-of-fact statement that stopped her in her tracks.


    “Mr. Dury, you need to prepare yourself. Your girlfriend doesn’t have much time left.”


    “Is there really no other option?” Huey’s voice trembled with desperation.


    Even through the closed door, Rachel could feel the weight of his sorrow pressing down on the room like a suffocating fog.


    “We’ve exhausted every possible option. I’m sorry,” said the doctor.


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