Iris Harris calmly said, "It doesn't matter if you like him. Anyway, I won't live much longer, and he will eventually have someone else."
Elaine looked at her; this was the first time she encountered someone who faced death so calmly.
In their line of work, she had seen too many dead people, but none who faced death as calmly as she did, calm to the point of indifference.
But...
James Mason hadn't told her; was his bone marrow a match for hers?
There are still people in this world who can save her; she isn't going to die soon...
Elaine pressed her lips together, swallowing the words.
She didn't understand what James Mason wanted to do, so she couldn't say much.
Elaine looked out the window and said, "You're the only woman he's brought back in all these years."
"..."
"If you really like him, then be a little nicer to him." She turned her head to look at her, "Everyone's living a hard life. It's not easy to meet someone you like."
