LILY'S POV I clutched my chest. I could feel a heaviness inside, like something was stabbing me from within. “God, Wade…” my voice was shaking. “I was wrong. Everything I did—” “Hey,” he cut me off, forcing a smile, but exhaustion was written all over his face. “You don’t need to say anything now. It’s over, Lily.” But as he spoke, I noticed it — he was turning pale. Beads of cold sweat formed on his forehead. And his eyes were slowly becoming dull. “Wade?” I called out, my heart racing. He smiled, strained. “I’m fine… just a little dizzy.” But that wasn’t true. His hand was trembling. Before he could recover, he clutched his chest, as if all his strength had suddenly left him. “Wade!” My voice nearly broke. “Hey, what’s wrong?” “L-Lily…” he still tried to smile, weakly. And before I could answer again, he suddenly coughed — hard and uncontrollably. And on the back of his hand… there was blood. “Wade!” I screamed, I could barely hear myself. “Oh my God — Wade, you’re bleedi
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