Mary Surratt Last Words Novels & Stories

“I was just going to say something to the extent of, ‘I’m alive and in America. You will hear more from me soon.’ To the police, I would say, ‘I wanted to inform you that I set sail on Titanic on April 10 and have arrived safely in New York on Carpathia. I was not with Ezra Bitterly or Charlotte Ross when they left my mother’s home and have no knowledge of the whereabouts of Miss Ross. I am happy to answer any inquiries you may have.’ Does that sound about right to you?” She nodded, but she wondered how he happened to know the last names of the pair in question. She had known Charlotte for quite some time yet had no idea what her surname was. “Yes, that sounds perfect.” She wasn’t surprised

They faced this final chapter of their journey with grace and acceptance, knowing that their love would endure beyond the bounds of mortality. In Sarah's final moments, surrounded by the warmth of their shared memories and the love of family and friends, she whispered to Thomas, "Our love has been a symphony, Thomas—a melody that will continue to play long after we are gone. Promise me that you will carry our love in your heart and share it with the world."

Her lips quivered as she spoke. “Ethan… tell Pearl I never slept with Raymond. I loved him as a friend, nothing more. Please… forgive Lauren. I love her. I pray you choose her, in the end.” She winced, tears streaking her face. “I loved Viola… Taylor… and most of all, you, Ethan. Lauren is the only woman I loved after them. I love you all…” Her chest rattled with one last sob. Slowly, her eyes closed. The doctor checked her pulse, then looked grim. “Time of death, 12:22 a.m. Wednesday. Charlotte Warper, confirmed dead.”

A triumphant look adorned her beautiful face. "The rat died the instant my needle entered its body" With twinkling eyes, she proudly raves. But the two women could not share her enthusiasm. "See, I'm great with needles" she giggles but it does not placate the two. "Can you believe that? It only takes one second to kill. Will you not commend me?" She shakes her head in disbelief at their disregard. "It died from an overdose" Margaret anxiously whispers while Shella is too shaken to speak.

"H-app-y m-marriage a-aniversary A-lexan-der...." Today is 19th December! Her wrist that holds the 19th December written in black ink, fell on the bed from his hold. Those were her last words as she inhaled a sharp breath, closing her eyes before her body sagged and the line on the monitor went straight. *beep...........* "NO!!!!" His agonising screams shook the walls as the thunder roared loudly and the rain poured heavily as if crying in pain. Mourning....

One inserted deep into her heart, and another straight to her belly, coming out of her back. “Violet!” Sara screamed, as the reality of the situation dawned on her. Her head span as Violet slowly drop to the ground. “My lady… this is the… last thing I can do for you. I am sorry, I can't be there for you again. Please protect yourself, and leave…quickly.” These were the words that escaped Violet as she struggled to catch her breath, breathing her last, as the cold hands of death snatched away her soul from her.

Someone was staring at her from afar expanse from the third building, Sophie didn't even notice that someone was in a place staring at her, meanwhile, the gentleman stood on their terrace adoring her, Sophie was occupied chatting with her junior sister Nicky, Sophie later rounds up with her sister on her laptop computer, she reviews her memos where she saw a message from Matts,

"I was telling her it was over! I was telling her I’d pay for her treatment but I never wanted to see her face again!" "It doesn't matter what you were saying, Nikolai," Rachelle said, her voice deathly quiet. She was looking at the screen, her face as still as marble. "The headline says: 'Santoro’s Final Night: A Love That Won't Die.'" "Rachelle, listen to me—"

Barrister Abdussalam crossed his arms against the wooden witness box she is standing in. "I have full proof that late Mrs. Masari was raped before she died and when she couldn't handle the fact that she was in fact raped, she had cardiac arrest and died instantly. Whoever the raper was, he didn't kill her after he was done, she died a natural death and may her soul rest in peace." The confidence she spoke with was really worth being proud of. The people in the court start nodding their heads as if they are pleased with what she's said.

The memory of those final moments was a constant source of regret, as she yearned to know exactly what he said to her before the last minute he died. “Cheer up, the snow is white and pure and beautiful just like you and your mom. I will drive us safely.” Florence could still hear her father’s final words to her, always filled with optimism and reassurance. He died from two steel rebars that penetrated his chest, inflicting catastrophic injuries. “Fred, save your sister!!” Her mother’s sharp voice echoed in Florence’s ears. Her final words were a heart-wrenching cry of plead towards Frederick. Her words were filled with terror and a desperate attempt to safeguard us from the impending disast