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STELLA’s POV
I saw the tears rolling down Mr. Lewis’ cheeks, but his expression stayed stern. I wondered how long it took him to perfect that, how much training it took to be that way.
“I want her to live. I want her to live more than fucking anything and it…it kills me to go in there and see my baby girl wrapped up in tubes and machines. I want her to have a life, and your mom and I will fight to the ends of this earth to make sure she has a good one. A healthy one, where one day she can see the world at its fullest and not be pestered by hospitals and fears of fainting—dying. Jennie is going to London and as much as we all fucking hate it, she is going. And that, Tyler, is final!”