Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 631:

In their experience, emergency procedures usually took so long, and time seemed to stand still as they held their breaths and prayed. This time, however, whatever treatment was being administered went by quickly.

Not even thirty minutes had passed when the light above the emergency room turned off. When the doctor emerged through the doors, Huey could only stagger toward him. Before he could even ask the question, the doctor silently shook his head.

The brutal reality of Myrna’s situation hit Huey like a freight train before he could even say anything. Huey slowly walked into the room. When he saw Myrna’s body, all his strength left him, and he finally collapsed to the floor.noveldrama

Elsa began wailing behind him, until she nearly fainted from the heartbreak. The gut-wrenching sounds of grief reached Rachel out in the hallway. Every wail and sob spoke of tragedy, and like coils of despair, they wrapped around her, tightening by the second, until her breathing grew heavy.

She hadn’t even seen Myrna yet, but she was already consumed by an overwhelming sorrow. Her knees buckled beneath her, prompting her to lean into Brian’s arms. She closed her eyes and took each wave of sadness as they came.

After a long while, she whispered, “I… I want to see her.”

Brian tried to protest, worried that the scene might be too painful for her to bear. But then Rachel pulled back to look up at him. She clutched at his shirt and pleaded, “Please… take me inside.”

How could Brian refuse her? He put an arm around her for support and gently ushered her through the door.

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Myrna lay quietly on the operating table, already shrouded with a white sheet. Rachel couldn’t even see her face. Just like that, Myrna had departed from this world, leaving Huey behind and everything she had held dear.

It was so sudden, yet so irrevocable.

Rachel felt a crushing weight on her chest. It felt like all the air in the room had gone with Myrna. It was true what they said—when someone died, there would be nothing left of them.

Rachel found herself wondering what it would be like when she died. Would it be this melancholy when her time came? Would she lie under a white sheet, too, surrounded by mourners? Jeffrey would certainly be there, as well as Yvonne, and perhaps a few colleagues she got along with.

“Get me out of here!” Rachel cried out all of a sudden.

Once outside, she was visibly downcast. Brian stayed close to her. He didn’t want her to deal with the loss all by herself.

Much later, when they were in the car, Rachel leaned her head against his shoulder. “Is that it?” she asked in a weak voice. “When people die, it’s just… the end? Nothing is left. I knew that medication wouldn’t be enough to cure Myrna. But I kept hoping—what if it worked somehow? What if it gave her another six months? I was overjoyed when I received their wedding invitation. I never thought it would serve as her farewell. Myrna is gone, and she left this world lying on a cold slab of steel instead of Huey’s arms.”

Rachel rambled on and on, just speaking whatever came to her mind. The more she talked, the more she felt the familiar throbbing at her temples. Knowing that she was dozing off, she snuggled closer in Brian’s arms and said in a daze, “Brian, if I die one day…”

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