Nora Ainsworth smiled at her, pulled out a tissue, and handed it over. "What's there to cry about? Here, wipe your tears. I'm not scared. I'll be cured. The most important thing is to have the right mindset. Young Master Grant won't let me die. I will be cured. It's just a different kind of surgery, one that requires a young woman in the late stages of cancer to willingly donate her uterus. There's no precedent for an operation like this anywhere in the world, so I suppose I'll be the first."
Chloe Marshall wiped her tears, her eyes red and swollen. "Then I'll go with you. Zeke and I will both be there with you."
