Chapter 4Two Hearts Pledged

Kitty gently hugged him. “Don’t worry. The surgery was a success. Your heart is going to be fine now.”

Jason touched his chest, overwhelmed with relief. The illness that had plagued him his entire life was finally gone. He clung to Kitty, sobbing.

“You need to stay calm,” she murmured, rubbing his back soothingly. “No extreme emotions.”

A nurse passing by smiled. “Dr. Evans, you take such good care of your husband.”

Kitty froze. She remembered I was in another room on the same floor.

“You’re mistaken,” she started to explain. “He’s not…”

Jason clutched his chest, a pained expression on his face, effectively cutting her off.

Kitty’s attention immediately shifted back to him. “I told you not to cry. You need to rest so you can recover.”

Seeing Jason like this, so vulnerable, a memory of me surfaced in her mind. She realized she hadn't seen me since the surgery.

“Jason, you get some rest. I’m going to check on Ethan.”

As she stood up to leave, Jason grabbed her hand, his grip surprisingly strong. “I had this surgery without telling my parents. This is a critical time for my recovery. I’m scared to be alone. I’m worried I won’t heal properly.”

His pale face and pleading eyes made her heart soften. Besides, she thought, the doctors and nurses would be looking out for me because of her. I would be fine.

“Okay,” she sighed. “I’ll stay with you for a few more days.”

Jason watched her sit back down before slowly closing his eyes.

Meanwhile, in the morgue, an attendant was staring at my body.

“It’s been two days and no one’s come to claim him. What are we supposed to do?”

Another attendant was cleaning up. “What are you looking at? Let’s just get this done so we can go home.”

Together, they unceremoniously shoved my body into a black bag.

“Look at him. Died a pretty nasty death. Probably wasn’t a good person.”

“Good, bad… they all look the same after cremation.”

“True. Still a shame, though. So young.”