Your tumor was operable when I met you and for the entirety of first year.
Removed her tumor, immortalized her and now, could comfort her with a single touch.
Hallucinations, fate or some sort of mania brought on by her brain tumor, she wasn't going to wait for the Grand Canyon.
What is of interest to you: the tumor in her head is formed around a soul.
The surgeries that first year integrated the tumor into your brain using science and magic in a combination that even I was unable to reverse, when I finally realized you weren't the same woman I recalled.
In it was her bucket list, a list of things she hoped to do before she died from the terminal brain tumor she no longer possessed.
The knowledge made her want to scream, knowing she'd spent years blindly letting him talk to her like this and encourage her with pretty words, while he ensured the tumor in her head killed her.
He couldn't have the tumor – or half her brain missing – when he revived her.
He offered her a choice: to cure the inoperable brain tumor killing her or to outright kill her before she declined, whichever outcome she preferred.
I made him a deal to take the tumor out.
The whole reason he'd avoided her was because of Wynn's warning – pleasure kills – a reminder that Deidre's tumor was connected to her emotions.
"Andre said your tumor is gone," Gabriel said.
The worst case scenario – that she died of a tumor – was no longer possible.
The only difference is that you will not have a tumor killing you.
"I want Wynn to verify your tumor is gone," he added.
What if the tumor wasn't gone?
No tumor, nothing to stop them from working through whatever issues they had to make a life together.
It was hard to imagine she had a tumor in her brain the half the size of her fist.
Her brain tumor never seemed like a blessing before now.
The tumor is still growing, which means there is still a chance at cognitive deterioration.
Based on her medical records, the tumor didn't grow until she hit puberty and didn't interfere with her ability to function before a few years ago, Wynn started.
To save you, I need to remove the tumor Wynn caused to expand in your head.
Your life in exchange for keeping the tumor I remove.
The tumor in my head had a soul in it.
Deidre made a deal with the Dark One, one good enough to bring her soul back from the dead, combine the two Deidres, cure the tumor of one and release the final product from Hell.
I deperately hoped that the canceroustumor was not malignant.
It was getting more difficult to keep his distance from his mate, and he hated knowing he'd have to hurt her emotionally to prevent the tumor from growing too fast.
"You have a tumor," Toby said, dismayed.