Love and hate intertwined

d Silas fo

nosed with a terminal illness,

urn, I didn't know-I couldn't feel it.

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e finished reading it, he broke down and we

pte

a crisp, pristine sheet of wh

hone screen. I opened my contacts, tapped his name

My hu

al button, his name flashed acro

olent lurch. I swiped to answer

id my name. "I have some things to take care of tonight. I won't make it fo

-Silas, I'm sick, the doctor sa

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cted, leaving only the hollow tone of a dropped call, but I rema

m sick, I