Rose’s POV

“Mom, please no.“ I cried, cradling her more to my chest. 

Her frail body stayed in mine, dangling as though she couldn’t sit up on her own anymore. Tears pooled down from my eyes like rainfall. 

Her eyes cracked open and my sobs dwindled down a bit. She’s awake again. 

“Rose, I’ll be watching over you from above. Just be the good girl I’ve always known you to be.” She said, her voice so low that I could barely even hear her. 

“You’ll watch over me from here, and you’ll watch me be your good girl by yourself.” I said, dragging her up on my body.

“I don’t—”...