Chapter 17 A Beautiful Angel

I tried to gather every bit of strength I had in me to respond to Marco. But I felt like I was tied with invisible ropes so tightly. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t speak. I heard the excitement in Marco’s voice as well as the immense despair and sadness they bore so I tried even harder.

Alas, all I managed to do was open my eyes. I did not want to even blink in fear of not being able to open them again. However, all I could see was the white ceiling above the bed I was lying on to. I couldn’t even focus to listen to my surroundings in order to keep my mind awake because I wanted to tell Marco not to be too sad, but before I could do so, I felt Marco’s hand loosen its hold on mine and his presence left my side.

I panicked. I wanted to call him to stay by my side, at least hold my hand and let my fears go away. But I could only hear a woman’s voice talking to me. I didn’t even understand what the woman was saying. Another wave of indescribable fear encompassed me horrifyingly. The sounds