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.

 

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

 

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

 

to his

 

person who loved me. I owed it to the people

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

you again tomorrow.” After I got up, I check his vitals one last time and grabbed

voice rang out the moment

unless you change your mind and agree

only to find him lying on the

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