Yates advised, "Try them one by one if you must, but it'll take forever. That's not a real solution. The best thing to do is reach out to every hospital you can see if there's a match somewhere."

"I'll go talk to Jessy about it," Vince replied.

He knocked on Jessica's door, but there was no answer, even after a long pause.

With no other choice, he opened the door and stepped inside.

Jessica was still lying in bed.

Vince hurried to her side, calling, "Jessy, Jessy..."

She didn't respond at all.

"Jessy, wake up. Come on, Jessy."

Finally, Jessica's eyes fluttered open, and the first thing she felt was a wave of

pain in her abdomen that made it hard to breathe.

"Vince... it hurts..."

Her voice was little more than a whisper, her brows knit tightly in pain.

back. "Where's your medication? Take your pills first, then I'll drive you to the

"They're in my bag."

fished the pills out of her

illness online—apparently, it

been almost four months since her diagnosis. Thankfully, the cancer hadn't spread any further; in fact, there were

been doing relatively well the

last night—she'd gotten so upset, and the stress had

you

Mom and

out. She hated the idea of them getting hurt

Grandpa at the

felt wretched. His bone marrow wasn't a match for hers-if it had been, they could

help a little. Let me rest for a

Jessica's phone buzzed.

It was Carlisle calling.

premiere

hand me my

always used sign language to

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