The doctor hadn't meant Zoey Zane only had a few days left.
He meant that her condition was now highly unstable. If she had to undergo another surgery, it was very likely she wouldn't survive it.
Her condition had been under control when she was in the hospital, but it had been deteriorating ever since she went home.
This continued until her recent flare-up, which landed her back in the hospital.
The surgery had snatched Zoey Zane back from death's door, but it was only a temporary reprieve. The inevitable was still coming.
When Nancy Hughes entered the hospital room, Zoey Zane had already fallen asleep from exhaustion.
Zoey Zane's complexion was getting worse and worse. She was pale and listless.
If it weren't for the steady beat of the heart monitor, Nancy would have thought the person in the bed was already gone.
She reached out, took Zoey Zane's hand, and, leaning against the side of the bed, couldn't stop herself from sobbing.
