Chapter 3

"Forgive me, Carlier. I didn't want to do this either," Roshelle continued.

She then took out a crumpled medical report from behind her back.

The camera zoomed in, and the bold black letters hit Carlier like a punch to the gut. "Stomach cancer. Late stage."

It was like a bomb went off in his head. Carlier felt like his whole world had just come crashing down.

His vision became blurry as a deafening roar assaulted his ears. He couldn't hear or see anything other than the screen before his eyes.

His eyes swept alternately from Roshelle's tear-streaked face to the…