Chapter 145

Jane's POV

I was frightened by Megan's experience. I had never seen this my entire life and I never thought I would see this in Megan.

"Oh my God!" I sighed as I sat beside her after she dozed off.

As I sat beside my Megan's hospital bed, my heart feels like it was shattering into a million pieces.

 Megan's eyes, once bright and full of life, are now sunken and empty, her skin pale and soggy.

Her voice, usually so full of energy and laughter, is barely above a whisper.

She's hallucinating, and it's like her mind is slipping away from her, like sand between my fingers.

I took her hand in mine, trying to offer some comfort, some sense of security. But my own hand is shaking, my palm sweaty.

I am scared, so scared, for Megan, for her future, for her very sanity. "Oh, Megan, my dear, what's happening to you?" I whisper, my voice trembling. I feel a lump form in my throat, and my eyes well up with tears.

Megan's