Ella's POV:

This morning Thomas insisted on taking the book to the hospital. He was desperate for mum to see how much he thought of her and I couldn't refuse him.

We sat there in that tiny, dark hospital room, Thomas on the bed, hugging mum as best he could, while I sat in the chair beside the bed, holding her hand, and reading her favourite book aloud. Tears were pouring freely down Thomas's face as he clutched onto the corpse that once was his mother.

I shouldn't think ...