Page 6 of Heal Me

"Don't whine."

"I'm going to bring lemonade, who wants?" "Me," Denys raised his hand.

"Let's have a foam party here and order sushi, "I said sarcastically. "No lemonades, we don't have time for anything anyway."

"Dude, good luck with her," Sebastian held out his hand to Denys, and he shook it.

"How fun. Let’s see who laughs last or who will sleep on the ground today," I winked at Denys.

"It's just a joke, my love," he stood up and kissed me on the cheek.

"By the time we finally move to Kyiv, studying will have already begun."

"And where did you learn to be so… " Sebastian pursed his lips, because he knew that if he said something wrong, the slipper would fly right into his face. "Nice ", he smiled gracefully.

"From Mother Teresa."

"This is noticeable."

"So, you take these two boxes, and you Seb - these two," I pointed to the boxes lying on the ground. "And I will take these."

"Ami, they are very heavy for you, it’s better to give them to me," Denys began to say, but he knew that it was almost impossible to convince me of something.

So I picked up the boxes and started going down. Although I don't remember what happened next, because I never reached the first floor.

At some point, I felt a terrible pain in my heart, one step, another, and I'm already lying on the ground unconscious. A broken arm, terrible bruises but if only those were the only problems.

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Three months have passed since then. We never moved to Kyiv, but I didn't leave the hospital either.

"She is second in line for a donor heart, but you have to realise that the chances are very small."

Now I didn't have to eavesdrop on everything, like then, eight years ago, but I would rather not hear anything.

Coronary heart disease. Usually, this disease is characteristic of people over forty years old, but I am lucky. In the first months, doctors tried to cure me with some new medicine, my mother offered to take me abroad, but the situation only worsened.

"Acute heart failure. "

I didn't want to see anyone, I started having a terrible depression, and Denys was the only one I needed at that time.

Sebastian always looked like the walking dead. He has already lost his father and simply cannot bear it if he loses me.

This only made it more painful for me. Not that I was afraid of death, I just didn't want to leave them alone. I knew that if my heart for transplantation wouldn’t be found in a short period of time, then I simply had no chance of survival.

"Promise me that you'll live for me, promise that you'll be happy," I said to Denys, when he held my hand, he spent all his time by my side, only going home to change clothes. We postponed our studies for a year.

In a year, only one of us will live in that flat in Kyiv and go to the university of our dreams.

He looked at me with tearful eyes, now he no longer looked like that dream boy, his face had lost weight, there were constant bruises under his eyes, but still he remained the most beautiful in the world.

"I will always live only for you."

I turned my head to the side and cried quietly. I couldn't take everything that was happening.

They tried to smile, did everything to help me, but the efforts were in vain.

"I talked to my parents, they found the perfect hospital for Amelia in Israel," I heard Denys's voice.

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