Re: Scott and Allison
“I...” She began weakly. There was a long pause where she was absolutely silent, but she spoke again after she had mustered enough strength. “I don’t want to leave you.” Her lip quivered slightly as she started to cry silently again. That was what would happen, she knew it. She’d die and eventually Scott would move on. It would be good for him to move on, but really she would have rather that she not leave him at all.
Her eyelids felt heavy and she blinked slowly. It felt like they were weighted down, like it took great effort for her to open them each time they closed.
“I wanted to kiss you under mistletoe.” Allison’s words were slurred and quiet. She knew that it wouldn’t be very long before she was gone completely. She felt herself slipping away slowly but surely.