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.

a dying patient. In their eyes, it was a way of encouraging the patient to fight for

at my white lie or even see it as my pity, and that would only worsen his condition. Honesty was the

could not agree to his

me. I owed it to the people I loved to

if the non-response was

After I got up, I check his vitals one last

hoarse voice rang out the moment my hand touched

ever visit me again unless you change your mind and

on the bed like before as