Catastrophe by Lexi Barr

They were never a part of the plan.
Befriending a woman fifty years my senior was the last thing I expected to happen entering my second round of treatment.
Falling in love with her engaged grandson in the wake of devastation was last on my meager list of priorities.
But fate had another idea, and I was through losing to her.
I foolishly thought cancer would be the end of my journey.
That it would swallow me whole and consume my entire being.
Oh, how wrong I had been.
I owed eveything I had to my sickness.
Every win and loss set me on a path to tragic endings and beautiful new beginnings.
A journey of love, healing, and self-discovery.
The question was, would I come out the other end a victor or a statistic?