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Author’s P. O. V.

Shayra was having a hard time wrapping her head around all that what was happening to her; she had left the house to get the reports; Nia was fetching reports for her when she felt like puking.

Hurring;y to the washroom; she emptied her guts and once again saw blood in there; coughing a few times she wiped the tears off her face and washed it.

Holding the door anyhow She walked back to the cabin where Nia was doing something on her laptop.

“Nia, what do the reports of trials say?” Shayra asked as Nia turned around to look at her; She quickly went to her side. Shayra looked like she would faint any minute now.

“I am sorry Shayra… all the existing trials I did, they failed most of them did not even last 5 seconds, chemical 8 though lasted 10 seconds but no luck,” Nia said as Shayra nodded.

“So it’s final then, I am dying,” Shayra said as if it was not a big deal. Nia kept her hand on Shayra’s shoulder, “ You should tell Yash everything now Shayra,” Nia suggested.

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