Chapter 70 Sempiternal

• Alexander
• They tell me I'm sick, and I laugh. The cynic in me cracks up laughing. Of course I am. I've known it for a long time.
• I'm sick of her. I love her. I'm dying for her and it's literally. My heart is broken, a small wound keeps me on the verge of death and I just want her to come back to me. I want my wife with me, in case I die, for her to be by her side. Once I let myself die for her and she saved me, now I want to die with her. Lying on her body. Kissing her soul.