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

 

for that; plus, he knew me far too well. He would only scoff at my white lie or even see it as my pity, and that would only

 

not agree to his demands and give

 

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

longer. Unsure if the non-response

After I got up, I check his vitals one last time and grabbed my purse. I turned around and walked to

hoarse voice rang out the moment my hand touched

don’t ever visit me again unless you change your mind and agree

lying on the bed like

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