Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200707214420/@comment-29038468-20200714020216

Ophelia offers a weak smile to Lina. "It's...ok. You don't have...to keep me safe...The truth is, I've felt so weak for so long...my moms tried to reassure me...give me medicine to dull the pain or comfort me...my sisters...I don't think they know how sick I've become." She says in a weak tone. She looks back to the ceiling. "I...I knew there was something...something wrong with me...the voices in my head...sometimes they whisper sweet comforting lines...other times they tell me things I hadn't know before...*Cough Cough*...But I know...I don't have much time left...I just wish...I had more time to...spend with my dad...I wish I knew...if they were all proud of me...I just...wish I could've...made more of a difference...*Cough Cough* I'm sorry Lina...could you get auntie Cyndwella...for me please?" She asks coughing a bit more.