Semua Bab Falling in Love with my cocky boss: Bab 61 - Bab 69

Matteo's POVThe nurse’s words hit like a hammer against glass, splintering the silence that followed. My arms instinctively wrapped around Sarah, her trembling body collapsing as though her soul had slipped out.Her tears soaked through my shirt, hot and desperate, a grief I couldn’t touch couldn’t fix. I wanted to say something, anything to make this moment bearable, but nothing would ever be enough.Mia’s monitor had gone flat, and time folded into a haze of disbelief. I had seen pain in Sarah’s eyes before, but this was a scream turned inward, too deep for sound.“Let me go…” she whispered brokenly, trying to push out of my embrace, her fingers clawing at her chest like she could rip the pain out.I didn’t move. “No,” I murmured, voice rough. “Not like this. You don’t have to face it alone.”But she wasn’t listening. Her eyes were locked on the door behind the nurse, like she could will it to open and prove everything wrong. But it didn’t. The silence screamed back.My jaw clenche

Sarah's POVThe hallway narrowed as I walked, each step heavy with the weight of every memory Mia and I ever shared. My palms turned clammy. I couldn’t feel my heartbeat anymore.The doctor didn’t speak as he opened the door fully and gestured me inside. Matteo started to follow, but the doctor held up a hand gently. “Just her, for now.”I turned briefly, catching the concern in Matteo’s eyes. I offered a small nod. “It’s okay.”I stepped in.The room was cold, sterile, and humming softly with machines. The IV still dripped into her arm. The heart monitor still blinked. Beep. Beep. Slow. Distant.Mia looked small too small beneath the white sheets. Tubes still cradled her mouth. Her cheeks were paler than I remembered. Her hair was pulled back, neat, like someone had brushed it.I walked to her side, the sound of my heels muffled by the floor. My fingers trembled as they reached for hers. Cold. Fragile.“Hey,” I whispered, voice cracking. “It’s me.”She didn’t stir.“I know I’ve said

Sarah's POVThe beeping monitors faded into the background as I sat at Mia’s bedside, watching her pale hand resting silently on the white sheet, hoping to feel even the smallest twitch of movement.Her face looked peaceful too peaceful like she was merely asleep, not in the strange limbo between life and loss. My heart felt heavy, burdened with guilt, fear, and exhaustion. Every breath she took reminded me how fragile everything had become.I had cried all I could, but no amount of tears could change the reality that lay before me now. Still, I clung to hope, because losing her wasn’t something I could bear.My fingers were tangled in hers when her phone, left forgotten on the small hospital table, buzzed loudly vibrating sharply against the silence. I jumped, startled, and stared at the screen lighting up beside her.“Ethan Calling…”The name made my stomach turn slightly, not out of fear or confusion, but surprise. I had heard her talk about him… once or twice. Ethan, her boyfriend

Matteo’s POVThe cold breeze brushing against my skin wasn’t from the window it came from within. A storm settled in my chest the second my phone vibrated and her name lit the screen.I reached for it lazily, half-expecting something simple maybe a reminder to eat, maybe another soft “thinking of you.” Instead, her words dug into my chest like glass buried beneath skin.You should’ve told me, Matteo… I can’t do this anymore.I read it again.And again.And again.My hand slowly dropped to my side, phone still clutched in it, like my body had forgotten how to function under the weight of heartbreak. The world went silent.Everything around me the soft ticking of the clock, the occasional rustling of leaves outside, the creak of the old wooden stairs blurred into meaningless background.The only thing loud enough to hear was the crack inside my soul.And it was deafening.I closed my eyes, trying to pretend I didn’t read those words. That they weren’t real. That I hadn’t just lost the o

We stayed there in silence, Ethan’s arms still wrapped around me like a promise I didn’t know I needed. His presence didn’t demand anything it simply reminded me I wasn’t alone anymore.I pulled away slightly, but not far. “I’m scared,” I admitted. “Everything feels like it could disappear again. Just like that.” I snapped my fingers softly. “I don’t think I could survive losing again.”Ethan didn’t blink. “Then you won’t have to.” His voice was low, firm. “I’m not asking you to move on or forget anyone. I just want you to know I’m here. That’s all.”My throat tightened. Maybe it was too soon. Maybe I was too broken. But I found myself wishing the world could just pause in this moment. Just for a little longer.The door beside us opened gently, and Dr. Langston stepped out. His face held a calm warmth. “She’s resting now. Peacefully. You can sit with her again in a little while.”I nodded with a smile. “Thank you. For everything.” He glanced between Ethan and me, and his eyes twinkled