After She's Terminal The Alpha Regrets (Elaine and Lucas) novel Chapter 108

Chapter 108

Blaine adjusted her backpack as she began the journey upwards. She was feeling good. Strong. Her pack barely seemed to weigh a thing at all.

Just ahead, she saw movement. A deer, stepping lightly over the trail. It lifted its head, staring at her for half a second before bounding off into the brush. She continued onward.

Up and up and up the trail.

It was peaceful out here and just what she needed. Or so she thought, anyway. 1

The higher she began to climb, the more her thoughts began to wander. She thought about Liam and how he’d started to grow more and more distant. It wasn’t fair. She’d loved their friendship and things had started to feel so empty without him around. 2

She cared for him but felt it was so selfish to try and start a relationship when she’d just be gone in a few short months anyway. Yet he’d still said how he’d stay, even if their time was short.

As she rounded a large boulder, her mind drifted elsewhere. To her illness.

It hadn’t bothered her this much before. It hadn’t felt exactly real before. She hadn’t been feeling too many symptoms. Recently, that had started to change.

It felt like every other day, she was dealing with another episode. More weakness. More coughing.

More blood.

More and more, this illness wasn’t just a thing the doctors had said she had. It was real. It was catching up to her.

Sweat beaded down her head as Elaine scaled a steep incline, panting as she held her pack with one hand and the other sought balance against the path.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

The sweat collected against her skin then fell to the dirt below. Her arms felt weak. Elaine refused to be weak.

She pushed herself, managing to get to the top of the incline, yet she wasn’t at the peak yet. One foot in front of the other, that’s all it took. Just. Keep. Going.

Halfway up, she’d downed an entire water bottle. Still had another one left, so she’d keep pushing. One foot in front of the other.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Her time was running out. Her days were numbered. Would she be remembered when she was gone? Would anyone mourn her?

Left, Right. Left. Right.

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