Chapter 61

[JANE]

Staring at her lifeless body, holding her in my arms – she’s not breathing anymore. I didn't care whether I had puffy eyes, dark circles under my eyes, or unkempt hair anymore. She was gone, and all I could feel was regret. My mind is filled with what-ifs and wishful thinking that she could live again. An impossible wish to bring her life back. 

Will God hear me this time? It was the second time I grieved this much. My heart was broken once again. When I thought someone finally mended it, she broke me again; much even broken when my mom died. I can never be mended again.

"Jane, they need to take her to the morgue," Jey managed to utter. Her demeanor mirrors mine. I can feel how broken she is. I swallowed the lump in my throat, wishing Khali would stay a little longer. I've been at the hospital for about half an hour. I didn't mind if I hadn't showered in a while. This nightmare is causing me too much suffering.

“I can’t le