LOGINThe room was even more silent now that Elena had gone, but the silence between Ava and Marcus was even more oppressive than usual. Ava was sitting on the bed, a little bent with her head in her hands as though she was attempting to restrain herself. Marcus was a few steps away, looking upon her, because he knew that this was the moment that counted more than any other.He took a slow breath."Ava..." he called softly.She did not raise her eyes at once."Yes?" she answered, in a very composed but remote voice.Marcus waited a moment and took a step n
The room was still enough after Elena spoke, and it was hard to believe that it was not there. Ava stood up, frozen in bed with a shock in her eyes, and Marcus stood next to her, still attempting to absorb what he had just overheard."You... knew?" Slowly, Ava asked, scarcely more than a whisper.Elena nodded gently."Yes," she said. "I found out not long ago."Ava chewed his cud, and her hands trembled a little.“I did not want anybody to know,” I said. “I requested them not to tell anyone.”
The moment Elena walked into the room was full of tension, though it was not accompanied by anger in her face, and only seriousness, which only made Ava even more nervous. Ava gradually sat up a little taller on the bed, as her fingers clung to the edge of the blanket, and Marcus was by the door, not knowing whether to remain or to go."Elena..." Ava spoke in a low tone, with an unsure voice.Elena paused a couple of steps by the bed and observed her with keen scrutiny. She made no reply, and a little way, as though she were seeking the appropriate words.“You do not need to be scared,” Elena said, and her voice was low and smooth.
The hall was quieter now in the hospital, but the tension was still in the air like a heavy thing which could not be moved. Marcus was standing above the window, his hands crossed, and his eyes were far away as he considered all the events that had transpired in recent days. Ava lay in the room, and, though nothing was going on, his head was not as serene as before in the course of the hours.With a slow sigh, he rubbed his forehead.Then he heard a voice that was known to him."Marcus."He turned immediately."Elena..." he said, surprised.
The passage leading outside of the emergency room seemed lifeless and infinite when Marcus stood there, and could not sit, could not move, his eyes staring at the closed doors before him. Nurses and doctors had rushed Ava in a few minutes ago, and this is why time seemed to move so slowly and heavily since the moment that it was going on; each minute was torturing him.His breath came irregularly as he stroked his hair.“Just make her okay... just make her okay,” he said to himself.One of the nurses passed by him in a hurry, but Marcus held her.“Excuse me, please,” he said, his voice straining. "How
Nothing was going on outside, but there was something wrong in the hospital room Ava was in. Ava was on the bed with half-open eyes, and her breathing was irregular. One of her hands was on her stomach, and her face was pale and strained.She moved a little, flinching."Why does it hurt again..." she whispered.The pain began as a small one, similar to a tight beating in her lower abdomen, but in a very short duration, it intensified.Ava gasped softly."No... not again..."S
Lydia did not move until the sound had subsided in the hall. Her hands were trembling, her chest was tight, and all the whispers she had heard were still reverberating in her head. Marcus was at a few paces off the altar, stiff and pale, and had the appearance of a man who had been struck by an obje
No one spoke, one long second after Bella had said the name, Marcus. It was like the freezing of the air itself. Then the room exploded.Voices rose all at once. People rose, and chairs were scraping ominously against the floor. Somebody screamed, “This is crazy! " As some other voice shouted, "How
The room remained frozen after Bella's final words. No one moved. No one breathed. The gentle wedding music was already silent, and the stillness was oppressively quiet, and everyone could feel the weight.Bella was erect on the aisle, with her shoulders natural, her expression serene, in something
Bella was sitting alone on the bed, and her laptop was open, and her phone was next to it. The room was silent, and her thoughts were in motion. She had even shut the door, yet nobody ever entered her room without knocking. And this night, she desired no company whatsoever. And what she was doing w







