I shoved him away, struggling to find the breath to speak. “Why are you doing this? Why now? Damn you, Logan. I’m dying. Do you get that? It’s over.” His mouth turned down in anger and his free hand pinched my chin, forcing me to look at him. “It’s only over if you give up. And I won’t let you. I won’t let you tear into my life and force my heart to beat again only to crush it. You don’t get to fucking check out. You have to live.”
