"No. You're. Not. I refuse it Gracie."
He leant back on the couch, slumping slightly as he scratchd his stubbly chin. He couldn't let her do this to herself, especially not for someone as pathetic as Jared. He would never be able to thank her enough, he'd be ready to do anything for her.
"I've been sick for a year now. Remember we went on that vacation, with a couple of our friends, and I came back early? It was because the hospital called, and needed to run some tests. I have Monoranjosis, it's killing me from the inside, causing my kidneys to eat away at themselves. I don't drink anymore, it hurts like a kick to the balls, but it's a constant pain. The smoking eases it for me. It's my painkiller."