I glanced over and saw him messaging Stella.
After a moment, I spoke softly, "If you want to go see her, then go."
Dashiell's expression immediately lit up with joy.
He leaned down and kissed my forehead, his face beaming, "I knew it, my Juno understands me best. Wait for me, I'll be back soon..."
Grabbing his jacket, Dashiell left without looking back.
I sat alone for a while, then before the hospital lights went out, I picked up my phone, put on my hospital gown, and walked out of the hospital alone.
In my hand, I clutched a medical report that a nurse had just delivered.
After being hit yesterday, I had undergone another comprehensive examination.
The report stated that due to my previous heavy medication use, my organ failure had become irreversible.
In short, it wouldn't be long before I would truly... pass away.
I returned home alone, packed up everything, and decided to leave.
To my surprise, there were quite a few reporters standing at my front door.