My Third Love

A sequel to The Fourth Boy.
 
Death had put a prize on my head; the first to break my heart would win, and my sickness was also a competitor.

I am dying, I have been dying for as long as I can remember. Myocardial ischemia never intended to let me, or the love of my life, live. Thea, that was her name, and she died years before I did, putting me in agony that only death could end.
Yet, I couldn’t help but be drawn towards a boy with the perfect smile and a wicked laugh, a boy who was meant to stitch my heart together, though he ended up ripping it apart further.
And that was when I met her- Christiana Hayes, the bane of my existence, and the girl whose heart I broke.

She was my third love; I was her fourth boy.