i love your fics August

"She was a brilliant scientist, doctor." She said, in a voice so full of sadness that I wanted to sit up then, to say 'surprise, I am awake'; to watch her smile for me. Instead, I lay there. Barely breathing. "She deserved more than to rot away here."

That afternoon was the last time I had ever saw her. Sometimes she would appear before me, on the newsfeed or a holo-vid, but always for a short time and never how I remember it.

that part gets me everytime :(

I liked this story; I hope that you've written more along the way... :)

I liked it, write more