After Letting Loose With The Ceo, I Learned I Was Misdiagnosed

Synopsis

My name is Celine Knight. I'm 26, so ordinary people wouldn't even notice me in a crowd. I'd been an administrative assistant at Carter Holdings for three years, constantly at everyone's beck and call. I had a younger brother, and my parents only called when they needed money. I lived carefully, like a snail tucked inside its shell. That all changed last week during the company's annual health screening. The doctor looked at my report, his face grim. "Ms. Knight, you need to get a second opinion at a major hospital as soon as possible. The results... aren't good." Three days later, the hospital downtown confirmed it. It was terminal cancer, already spread. I had at most six months left. I walked out of the hospital and ended up at an intersection, watching cars and people rush by. At that moment, it felt like my world was crashing down. Yet somehow, I felt strangely free. I was dying anyway. Why should I be afraid of anything now?