Chapter 9

The thunderous impact of my decision to donate my heart to Felicity finally reverberated through our world.

Yet, sequestered in my little cottage, I remained blissfully unaware of the storm brewing outside.

As was my daily ritual, I ventured out to the farmers' market for groceries.

Striving to leave my mark with the last flicker of life within me.

A van, hurtling down the street, came barreling towards me.

In a dizzying moment, the world spun around me.

When consciousness returned, I found myself in a hospital bed.

Caelan, upon seeing me awake, broke into uncontrollable sobs, knowing my end was near.

He had steeled himself for this outcome.

But the thought of me enduring such suffering in my final moments was unbearable to him.

Suddenly, the door to my room burst open.

Felicity, gasping for breath, clung to the doorframe before rushing in.

Her clothes were drenched in sweat, her body covered in dust, hands and feet marred with scrapes.