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Chapter 8

Author: Fishy Memory
Maya, my college roommate, called me after Whitney updated her social media and ranted for half an hour.

"What's wrong with her? Did cutting her wrist make her feel superior now?"

I had just finished sorting my dad's medicine. "She can do whatever she likes."

"Aren't you a little too calm about this?" Maya asked.

"What else should I do?" I shrugged as I closed the pill organizer. "What she wants isn't my response. She wants Juan to go comfort her."

Maya scoffed. "Then she might be disappoi
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  • I Should Go Now   Chapter 9

    "Every night, I would think of the emergency room. You sat there alone and called me, but I told you not to make it sound too serious," he said before pausing. "Vivian, I didn't come to ask you to get back together with me."I finally looked at him. His eyes were red, but he tried hard to stay calm. "I came to apologize. I'm sorry."I had waited a very long time for those words. I waited so long to the point they were useless.In the end, I just nodded. "Got it."Juan looked as if that sentence had landed hard. He took a small box from his bag and placed it by the fence. "I had the ring changed and the engraving inside was removed. If you don't want it, you can throw it away."I didn't take it. "Juan, stop giving me things."His fingers stiffened."Everything you're doing now is essentially trying to fill the void left from the past," I said softly, "but I'm no longer there."The breeze blew through the garden. It was rare to see so much sunlight in Mistport. Dad had just

  • I Should Go Now   Chapter 8

    Maya, my college roommate, called me after Whitney updated her social media and ranted for half an hour. "What's wrong with her? Did cutting her wrist make her feel superior now?"I had just finished sorting my dad's medicine. "She can do whatever she likes.""Aren't you a little too calm about this?" Maya asked."What else should I do?" I shrugged as I closed the pill organizer. "What she wants isn't my response. She wants Juan to go comfort her."Maya scoffed. "Then she might be disappointed. I heard someone filed a report against Juan during last night's hospital meeting."My hand paused. "What report?""Someone anonymously reported him for repeatedly letting Whitney occupy private rooms and expert resources, which violated hospital rules. There were even records attached. The hospital is investigating it now."I said nothing. I had organized those records before leaving Harbor City, but it wasn't for revenge. I had simply stopped wanting to help them protect their reputati

  • I Should Go Now   Chapter 7

    "You and Whitney picked the invitations. You can ask her to give the explanation," I said.Camila almost choked. "Stop being so sarcastic! Juan has already changed his surgery schedule these past few days just for you, and he looks pretty worn out too. Come back after you've made enough trouble."My voice was impassionate. "If he's worn out, he can ask Whitney to comfort him.""Vivian!" Camila growled, trying to suppress her anger. "With your father in his current state, there will be many expenses later. If you really cut ties with Juan, who'll support you?"My hand paused. So in her eyes, I was marrying Juan just because I wanted to find someone to pay the medical bills. "You don't need to worry," I said."Don't act tough. When you can't manage anymore, you'll still have to come back and beg us, you hear me?" Camila snapped. I hung up after that.Meanwhile, the lawyer replied very quickly.[Ms. Thomas, there are no legal obstacles to ending the engagement. Costs related to

  • I Should Go Now   Chapter 6

    "This place doesn't welcome anyone who isn't here to visit a patient," I said as I looked at Juan.He seemed not to hear me. His eyes fell on my face. "You've lost weight."If I had heard those words before, my heart would probably have softened. But now, I simply found them unnecessary. "Why are you here, Dr. Shaw?" I asked.The formality made his brow frowned. "Don't call me that.""Then what should I call you? Ex-fiance?"His throat gulped. "I've already had someone handle the wedding postponement. It's not canceled. We can talk after you calm down for a few days."I walked past him toward my dad's ward. He extended his hand to stop me. His movement was restrained, only blocking half the way. "Vivian, I admit I didn't handle that day well, but you can't end us with one sentence."I raised my eyes to look at him. "When I waited for you outside the emergency room, no one gave me a second chance."His face paled. "I didn't know it would be that serious.""I told you," I sai

  • I Should Go Now   Chapter 5

    At five twenty in the morning, heavy fog rose over the pier. When I pushed Dad onto the ferry, the caregiver followed behind us with a few bags.Dad still didn't know I was taking him to a rehab center out of the city. He leaned in the wheelchair, his voice slurred. "Vivian, where are we going?"I tucked his scarf around him. "Somewhere quieter to recover."There weren't many people in the cabin. I sat by the window and watched Harbor City's lights slowly disappearing.After I turned my phone on, missed call notifications started popping up. All thirty-seven of them, and all from Juan.There were also messages from Camila. [Vivian, where did you take him? The wedding is in seven days. Stop making a fuss.]Whitney also sent one. [Vivian, Juan looked for you all night. He's very worried. Come back, please.]I turned my phone face down on the table.The caregiver handed me a glass of hot water. "Ms. Thomas, the rehab center has confirmed admission. Dr. Adrian Smith also said he wi

  • I Should Go Now   Chapter 4

    On the day of my dad's follow-up appointment, Juan promised to accompany me to the post-surgery consultation. He said he would be there at ten in the morning.At nine thirty, I pushed the wheelchair and waited at the entrance to the rehab department.Dad was in better spirits. His crooked mouth moved as he asked me, "Is Juan very busy?"I covered his knees with a blanket. "Yes. He's busy."At five minutes past ten, he still was not there.At twenty past ten, the doctor called our number.I called Juan. The first call went unanswered, and the second was declined. On the third call, he finally answered. The background was very quiet, as if he was in a private room. "Vivian, something came up."I looked at the flashing number by the consultation room door. "The doctor's waiting. You have the documents for the follow-up appointment."Last night, he said he was worried I would lose them, so he put them in his briefcase himself.The other end of the call went quiet. "Whitney cut h

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