After I die, everyone will see the true face of the scumbag
Language: en
The third time I underwent chemotherapy, Asher Vance was at the airport, picking up Willow Sterling from her return. The side effects of chemo were pure torture, making me feel like I was living death. Even my doctor had gently hinted that late-stage treatment probably wouldn't do much good. “You’ll be in immense pain, and it won’t prolong your life.” He was urging me to consider a dignified exit. I thought about it too. But I couldn't. My daughter, Stella, was only four years old. I couldn't let her grow up without a mother, just like I did. 1 Asher Vance and I grew up together…