I stared at the stars and felt a few tears escape my eyes. Looking at the stars always reminded me of him. Every breath, every blink, every thought involved him.

It had only been one month, but things were different. I was getting sicker, and there was nothing the doctors could do. I'd been doomed from the start. I hadn't even expected to last this long. My body was simply done fighting, even if I wasn't. I could only sit back and let the cancer win.

Later that night, disaster struck. I couldn't breathe. It felt as if I were suffocating. I screamed out to my parents, wanting them to know that it was the time. My mother and father rushed in, dialing 911 and holding my hands.

"It's okay, honey," my mother told me, voice breaking.

I looked up at her and gave her the look that told her everything. I was dying. I could slowly feel myself losing consciousness and closed my eyes. Lips were pressed upon my forehead, telling me a silent goodbye.

But it was okay for me to go. I was ready. Ready to see Augustus again. Ready to let go of all the pain. Ready to go.

So, I did what my body craved and gave into death.


I opened my eyes to a room of white. I sat up slowly and realized that I no longer had my breathing tubes, but I didn't need them. I was breathing and my lungs weren't crying out in pain. I turned to look right and saw my Augustus sitting by a large white tree. I stood and walked over to him, not believing this was real.

When I reached him, he gave me his Goofy Real Smile.

"I've been waiting, you know. I only wish I'd had to have waited longer. You deserved a long life, Hazel Grace."

I wrapped my arms around him, and he squeezed back.

"I thought I'd never see you again."

"And I'm the one who fears oblivion."

I shook my head, not releasing him. He tilted his head and met my eyes.

"Okay?"

"Okay."