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.

nurse quickly stopped her. "Miss Marshall, you need

"No, I don't!"

the corridor but did not know what floor this was, so she ran to the elevator. When its door opened, Joseph, who was wearing a white coat,

threw herself at him and pleaded, "Joseph, my mother.... Take me to

cuff and looking at

going to

bad would happen

and slowly

her

turned pale as she gawped at Joseph, shaking her head hard and muttering, "No...,

out the cigarette and

peace. She told me everything she wanted

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

chance her mother

was

quickly take me to Mother,

in his arms, whispering, "Zofia, I promise to look

around her

the evening, a Black

car was parked under the girls' dormitory. Turning off the car,

fifth floor, and he could see the light on the right

it until it went

car when she had been hanging clothes on the

each other

fight was still fresh. She hadn't meant it when she asked Joseph to

he take her word for

WeChat moments,

"Rest in peace."

trembled. Mrs. Marshall

to the balcony.

be so

be close friends,

Joseph with

the black Cayenne and saw

and bit her lips

Kathy waited for Reece in the classroom. They planned to

made

Instead, he patiently instructed her, and she

classroom at noon. She picked up her phone and saw a bunch of