My Sweetheart

The red light on the door of the operating room was on.

Zofia was in tears snuggling up to her brother, groggy.

Being said, she still peered at the operating room.

Three hours later, the red light went out.

A different doctor came out. Zofia scooted over and gripped his hand. "Doctor..., how is my mother?"

The doctor pursed his lips and said nothing.

After a long while, Joseph walked out and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry."

Zofia's eyes widened. Teetering, she fainted in Bertie's arms.

Bertie looked much calmer than her, but pain crept up on his eyes.

"My mother...."

"You can see her one last time," Joseph said heavily and took off his mask.

The next second, Bertie grasped Joseph's shirt, and the two tall men locked eyes with each other.

The other doctor said calmly, "Sir, please take a grip on yourself."

Bertie squinted and clenched his fists. After a while, he let go of Joseph.

Joseph said in a grave tone, "I'm sorry for your loss."

Bertie asked his assistant to drive Zofia home and went into the ward.

Mrs. Marshall's eyes were closed, and her lips frequently parted. She was having trouble speaking.

Bertie stood at her bedside, tears rolling down his cheeks.

Shuddering, he bent down and said in a tone peppered with sorrow, "Mom...."

Zofia woke up two hours later in another ward with empty eyes.

A nurse came to pull out the needle for her. She asked in panic, "Where's my mother...?"

The nurse did not know the specifics and could not answer.

staggered out of bed, but the nurse quickly

"No, I don't!"

know what floor this was, so she ran to the elevator. When its door opened, Joseph, who was wearing a

"Joseph, my mother.... Take

sounded devastated, gripping his cuff and looking

mother was going to be

would happen

frowned and slowly

her to the

at Joseph, shaking her head hard and muttering, "No..., Joseph, take me

He put out

peace. She told me everything she

you.... You're all lying to me, aren't you?" Zofia's voice

she had known there was a 50% chance her mother

was so

Mother, please...."

pursed his thin lips and held her in his arms, whispering, "Zofia,

Bertie hooked his arms around her

evening, a Black Cayenne entered University

dormitory. Turning

room was on the fifth floor, and he could

stared at it until it went out

seen Joseph's car

each other

hadn't meant it when she asked Joseph to go to Zofia. She had just been in a

could he take her word

WeChat moments, she was taken

"Rest in peace."

trembled. Mrs. Marshall passed

to the balcony. Joseph's car was still

so upset right

to be close friends, so Kathy

wasn't Joseph with her

stared at the black Cayenne and saw it

grasped the railing and bit her lips

for Reece in the classroom. They planned to

she made

wasn't angry. Instead, he patiently

picked up her phone and saw a bunch