“Do you want me to die too, Edward?” Hazel’s voice was hoarse as she said that.

Of course, Hazel was upset. Edward knew very well how much Hazel had suffered all this time, even though he hadn’t experienced it himself.

Her pain was completely incurable. Hazel didn't know how to express it, even to describe how painful it was; Hazel was incapable.

“Why are you saying that?” Edward sounded just as upset as Hazel's accusation.

“You may not feel it. But... the pain is like...” Hazel stammered.

She didn't know what to say to make Edward understand how painful it was. She had no desire to live, haunted by how...