When There Is Nothing Left But Love

incurable. You owe me that, Scarlett.”

I let his comment slide. It would be petty of me to argue with a patient.

The illness seemed to dull Marcus’ intuition. He had not realized that I was no longer the meek and spineless woman who was all ready to forgive and forget.

The ward fell into a suffocating silence as he eventually registered my rejection. Marcus slowly lay down on the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling.

“I guess you won’t even spare a glance for me even if I sacrificed myself for you. My efforts were meaningless, so meaningless. I should just die right now.”

Marcus stopped speaking after that, his eyes glazed over with tears.

dying patient. In their eyes, it was a way of encouraging

too smart to fall for that; plus, he knew me far too well. He would only scoff at my white lie or even

agree to his demands and

the only person who loved me. I owed it to the people I loved to live well and not

longer. Unsure if the non-response was due to Marcus falling asleep, I decided

I’ll visit you again tomorrow.” After I got up, I check his vitals one last time and grabbed my purse. I turned around and walked

rang out the moment my

visit me again unless you change your mind and

on the bed like before as if he had never woken