Chapter 43

"Michael," Elizabeth interrupted him gently, her eyes soft. "I get everything you're trying to say. I'll take care of myself, for your sake if nothing else. Maybe you're right—I should go out more and enjoy what time I have left.” The dim light cast a warm glow over her face, making her look heartbreakingly serene. Michael was furious at her words, but that anger quickly melted into a tight knot in his chest, making it hard to even breathe. He couldn't bring himself to say anything harsh. After a long pause, he crouched beside her, resting his head on her knees, his voice choking. "Lizzie, you have to live. I know it's hard for you, but even if it's just for me... can you hang in there?" She couldn't feel anything in her legs, but she knew his tears had already soaked into the fabric of her dress. A silent sigh filled her heart. The grief in her eyes was deep, but she still gave a soft answer. "Okay." Michael looked back up at her, managing a weak smile. “I'll ask Mrs. James to help yo