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"But, I haven't." Iya laughed. "In fact, I'm more sure, now than ever."

"You can't donate your heart to me because mine isn't working!"

"I can. All our blood types say it's compatible," Iya said lightly, sighing when his jaw clenched in anger. Her expression softened. "We both know I'm dying."

"Please, Jae." Heeseung took her hands in his, his eyes brimming with tears. "The doctor said you have a few more weeks. It might still be possible."

She wanted to believe him.

     But, the truth of the matter was that some things were impossible. Finding a lung donor for her blood type in the time she had left, was one of those things.

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