Jasmine's POV
I signed the permission papers with shivering hands. I couldn't even hold the pen steady enough to sign my name properly.
I handed the documents back to Dr. Shannon after reading it carefully and signing my name on the dotted line. I raked my fingers through my hair and covered my face with the palm of my hands as I sobbed quietly into them.
"You don't want to spend time with your mother?" Dr. Shannon asked me when I was about to leave the room.
"No. How could I? I'm on the verge of losing her. I'm on the verge of losing the one person who has been there for my sister and I through everything, through every phrases of our miserable lives, through all the first time experiences, through everything. I'm losing all of that. It's just unfair. It just seems so unfair." I cried and the tears came once again.
Dr. Shannon remained silent.
"Cindy Kingman threw fruit punch all over my dress mommy." I cried in the arms of my mother.