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CHAPTER SEVENTY

Blood spluttered inside the sink, creating a gruesome sight. Riley was hunched over said sink, trying to catch her breath.

"No, no, no, please. This can't fucking happen, not now, please." She complained, but her voice was filled with genuine anger instead of pity for herself. She was more concerned about staining her dress, in fact, than the actual ailment that had caused her to throw up. Today was Eron and Frema's wedding and Riley could not let her 'stupid cancer' get in the way if their happiness.

A knock resounded on the door of the washroom. "Riles, are you okay?" Her husband's voice came and she shouted back right away,

"I'm fine, babe. Honestly, you don't have to look for me every two hours. I just needed to pee."

"Oh okay, we'll be heading to the church now with the groom. I'll be expecting you all later, okay?" He said and she replied back with an 'okay', waiting to hear him leave. He finally began to head out and then she turned on the tap, washing every evidence of her b
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