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"Love me, please, while you still can."
Her voice is soft but scratchy. Weak. Not the Leah I fell in love with. Gone is her booming laugh and larger-than-life personality.
She is frail and we both know our time has begun to end.
I look down at her face, her body cradled in my arms. "I don't want to hurt you." My tear falls against her cheek and she flinches.
"Think of how good you'll make me feel." She winks and smiles, and for a split second, the word cancer has never entered my life.
I love her carefully. Completely.