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VIOLET WAS AT HOME NOW, trying to get some rest, but it was incredibly difficult to actually "rest" when she wanted to do one thing the most.

Go out on a date with Hawk during sundown at the top of the Eiffel Tower. This was the only thing on her mind that drifted the reality that she had cancer.

Of course, it was almost impossible since her stability was very weak, also, Paris was very far away.

Violet was resting in her bed, trying to find the right words so Martin would let her go out with her friends.

She hated being cooped up in her room all day, even if her cancer was getting worse.

Not wanting to yell and use up her energy, Violet texted Martin to come upstairs to see her. Immediately, Violet heard Martin's heavy footsteps go up the stairs, the thumping sounding like it was coming from a horror movie.

"VIOLET WHAT'S WRONG? ARE YOU OKAY?" Martin went up to Violet and grabbed her face and looked into her eyes to see if she was okay.

Violet pushed away his hands slightly and took in a deep breath before speaking.

"Canigooutwitheliandgosomewhere...please?" Surprisingly, Martin understood what she said. Martin immediately interjected.

"No, nope, nope, nope. Violet, you're on chemo now and this time, it is taking more energy from you compared to last time." Violet huffed and folded her arms, trying to muster up words to convince him otherwise.

"Martin, please, you know I don't have much time left," Violet said, barely above a whisper. This made Martin look at her sympathetically.

"Do not say that, Violet. You are going to pull through this-"

"Martin, please don't give me false hope. You know damn well I don't have a lot of time left so don't sugar coat it." Martin sat down next to Violet on her bed, and let out a long sigh.

"Where do you want to go?"

"Paris."

Martin's eyes immediately went towards Violet and his sympathetic feelings were put away quickly and he was back into his "dad-mode".

"VIOLET OCEAN, ARE YOU CRAZY?!" Violet rolled her eyes and plopped on her back, drowning out Martin's words about how there could be many downsides to going to Paris, especially in her feeble condition.

"Martin, please, I know how much of a risk it is, but there is no point since we all know damn well I'm going to be dead soon!" Violet raised her voice gradually, especially towards the end of her sentence.

"Violet, please know, I care about you so much and I want to preserve your life as much as possible."

"But why would you want to preserve my life when I'm suffering in pain, knowing I will be gone soon. I want to live my life right now and I want my last happy moment to be in Paris. Not in my bed all mopey and everything."

Violet did have a point. Living inside your home, knowing she could do so much more for her last moments.

"Okay, fine, but how will we get to Paris?" Violet was happy Martin finally agreed with her. She had a mischievous smirk on her face, knowing exactly who was going to take them there.

"Eli."

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"Violet, are you out of your fucking mind? You are too weak to even travel. I'm surprised you even visited me at the castle, I was supposed to visit you at your home."

Violet went to the palace to tell Hawk her proposition and his response was not the most supportive.

"Eli, you know I'm not. Do you really want me to live my last breaths on earth to be in my room, sad and mopey? I don't think you want to remember my last moments to be sad."

Hawk glared at Violet, knowing she had a valid point. He would do anything for his princess, but he was worried about her. So worried that he would risk anything if it meant she could be healthy again.

Walking up to Violet, Hawk gave her a tight and compassionate hug.

"Can't believe you're making me do this. I hate you, Sharkie."

Violet laughed and hugged Hawk back.

"Oh shut up, Urchin, you know you love me," Violet said while running her fingers through Hawk's hair.

"Yeah, damn right, I do."

The couple broke apart their hug and gave each other a quick peck on the lips before smiling.

"So, Paris then?" Hawk smiled and kissed Violet's hand romantically.

"Paris it is."

WE GOING TO PARIS BITCHES. finals is a no no atm like it is sososso stressful fdsjfsjfhsj