Anastasia smiled inside when she heard him and felt like the sun was on her. She loved hte hug he had given her and wished she could hug him back but when she heard him say she was dying she didn't know what to say. She wasn't dieing, she was lively inside she just couldn't move. Her lips twitchs and a smile slowly form on her real face. She hoped that it told him she wasn't giving up just yet. She would never give up till he stopped coming to see her, she dought that she would be able to keep her hopes up if he stopped coming to see her.