Allison had been sitting on the bed that Kylie lay for some time, staring at her face. Kylie looked so peaceful right now. An observer would even think she was sleeping if not for machines attached to her body.

Allison began to recall everything they had been through together, she remembered the night they had lost their father. Kylie was just ten. Allison tried her best to be strong for her and their sick mother. But with their ‘unfortunate fate’ as Allison likes to call it, their mother passed on a week after. She had been so broken that she thought she would die too, the only person that made...