Her Last Goodbye — The Painkiller's Cost

Ira is fading. These. But if I don't take these, the pain will tear me apart before the poison does. Mrs. Hawthorne

Those painkillers are burning through what's left of your wolf spirit You have two days at most You should tell your family I understand

When I'm gone, will any of them regret it? Affirm. We're choosing you, sir, Dick. Wait, I re... Here, sweetheart. This one's the sweetest.

Thanks, Dad. You always pick the best pieces for me. Such a sweet talker. No wonder your father and I can never say no to you.