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.

 

people resorted to telling white lies to appease a dying patient. In their eyes, it was a way of encouraging the

 

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

 

his

 

the people I loved to live well and not harm others in

longer. Unsure if the non-response was due

I check his vitals one last time

hoarse voice rang out the moment my hand touched the

ever visit me again unless you change your mind

whirled around only to find him lying on the bed

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