Chapter 179. Bail

Leah’s POV

They were looking at me, waiting for me to say something; to make a decision. But…how was I supposed to just make this kind of decision? Tell me. How?

This was not like trying to decide what to have for lunch. This was not about trying to decide which university to go to. It was not like trying to decide which shoes to wear or whether I should wear makeup today or not. 

This was different, very different. This had to do with the life of my mother. I hated being in a position like this. But I knew that I would regret it for the worst of life if I didn't decide to fight for my mother, or at least give her a fighting chance. 

Personally, I’d rather go back in time and do better. I’d rather go right back in time and help her when we didn’t know she had this stupid cancer. 

If we would have caught it sooner, it wouldn’t have been like this. Right…?

But there was no going back. There was no going back in time.