CHAPTER 40

  Rebel

  After I've spoken, silence falls, but it's not a comfortable one. It feels like knives are poking holes into my heart.

  Logan hasn't said a word. It makes this even harder. Truthfully, I don't want him to leave. Not when I'm so lonely in my suffering. This stupid cancer is tearing me apart.

  And Logan must think I'm such an asshole. I rejected him once, and now I will send him away.

  He will probably never want to see me again...

  Our love story will turn into one of those painfully unhappy ones. Logan will find someone else. Maybe he will date some supermodel while I'm bald, sick, and close to dying.

  I pick up the black clump of hair and clench my hand before choking on a sob and sitting on the closed toilet seat.

  My mind is all over the place. Emotions: fear, pain, blame, and dread overwhelm me.