Chapter 80 Satini Pov I

• As soon as Pauline and Alexia were gone, I sat back in the chair and let the tears once more fill my eyes, running hot down my skin. Sending them away hurt as much as knowing that Aime was sick and the treatment might not work. Her chances, though they existed, were slim.
• Estevan locked the hospital living room door with the key and knelt on the floor, laying his head on my legs and crying like a child. My tears mixed with his and I'm not sure how long we stood there, each suffering our own pain, knowing exactly how much it hurt each of us.
• - Do you think we did the right thing? he asked me, rubbing his arm across his face, trying to wipe away the tears.