Forbidden Fruit Taste So Sweet
"Why won't you get romantically involved with anyone, Daria? What are you so afraid of?"
I hold my breath, sucking in oxygen before gathering enough courage to get the words out through my system. "I have a tumor—it's malignant, and I don't have money for treatment, and even if I had, it doesn't look good for me. It might be too late." A tear slips down my face, and at the same time, my heart sinks in defeat. The only voice I can manage is a sad whisper. "I'm possibly dying, Wilder."