EN YEA
the hospital bed, his voice hoarse and we
ext to a broken mug, a pool coffee spilling over the floor. She screamed and the
tcher and hauled him into the ambulance, letting Sush sit with him and hold his hand. In a journey that seemed too long, all she
that they still had each other, until the first heart attack a year ago planted a seed of worry in her, a gnawing feeling grew as the the seed sprouted, like it was t
she got off, nor did she remember which corridors they passed through or whether she'd knocked into anyone. All s
er surroundings, deaf to the chatters, screaming and medical staff yelling orders. Her back was bent over, elbows on her k
and a doctor who emerged. The nurses went the other way, while the doctor met her gaze, a flash o
e sight before her created a force from the ground tha
ide her. By the time she reached his side, her hands had to clench around the rail of the bed, no longer able to support herself. How could a man she once knew to be strong and inv
blood back to him. His throat bobbed. "Your aunt has
aised ever so slightly as his forehead creased, knowing what she wanted to say but stopping the words right before they spilled out. "It
s grip was still strong, and she let herself hope, hope that this was a phase, that he would get better, that
e she never got to see it again. "Your aunt... never wanted to tell you this, but I thi
, and when he'd told her everything, he said, "We had hoped it would surface one day - the truth, but maybe you're the one who's destin
for a moment before his eyelids fell, his grip lost strength and
the corner, an endless supply of tears trailed down he
held close. Everytime she replayed her uncle's last words, a fire blossomed in the middle of her chest, and one day she decided that what was best for hers