Chapter 87
- Achilles’ Point of View:
- The doctor's words hung in the air like a heavy cloud. The news hit me like a punch to the gut, leaving me breathless. I struggled to process the information—Carlos had only five months left to live. The reality of the situation crashed down on me, and I felt an overwhelming sense of despair.
- "I... I can't believe it," I murmured, my voice barely audible.