He couldn't believe that she was dying, and there was nothing that he could do about it. He looked on her sallow face, the light reflecting off of her bare scalp. The treatments had really taken it out of her. He knew she didn't have much time left.
Her breathing had become that much labored even over the last few hours he didn't think that she would last the night.
Sara's eyes fluttered open one last time and she smiled up at him. "I love you Kyle."
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Sara snuck out of the hospital, the drugs that they had given her had worn off and she had come too in the morgue. She didn't know or care what body they would put in the casket, if they put in any body at all. Sara ran her hand over her scalp and muttered darkly, it would take a while for it to grow to a respectable length.
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Sara found it impossible to not go to the funeral, to say goodbye to a life. 'How cliche' she thought as the rain began to come down in the middle of the service. She was wearing a wig and standing in the back, no one would notice another body under all the umbrellas that were being opened.
Sara caught sight of Kyle, he was kneeling beside the grave after the others had trickled away, crying. She was sorry to hurt him again, even though he didn't know that the original hurt had come from her, she had hurt him again and she felt a stab of regret.
As she turned to go she realized that she had lied.
And when I go, he will never know that I never loved him.
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