How Long Until My Time Runs Out?
"I ordered your favorite soft pink wedding dress. After surgery, the designer will take your measurements. At our wedding, you'll be the most beautiful bride."
I smiled and touched his face.
This was my farewell.
Tears streamed down my face, and a silent thought echoed. "Ethan, there won't be a wedding for us."
As the doors to the operating theater closed, I kept my gaze fixed on the three people I loved most; I wanted to commit their faces to memory.
Once these doors closed, I knew I would never see them again.
As anesthesia dulled my senses, the world around me faded away.
My death was declared at precisely 10:00 pm, as indicated by the wall clock.