“Dywanye, please get better” i hold his cold hand that was laying on the small bed, everything seems dead to me now. The man infront of me is not the man i've loved before, he's different from what i saw years ago.

Where did the healthy, jolly dywayne go? Why does he look lifeless? I cried, “don't be scared now dy, you can do this, i need you still” i whispered and kissed his pale hand hoping for him to wake up, but not a single finger move.

It's only me and him inside the hospital room, when i heard a loud click indicating that someone entered the room. I quickly wiped my tears and stood up and saw a woman, she was my age. “hello, may i know who you are?” she asked a bit scared “Im Xyle, Xyle Buenaventura... I'm dywayne's bestfriend”

She smiled “I see, I'm sorry you have to see dywayne like this” she approached him and kisses his forehead before putting a ring in his ring finger. I was stunned, when did dywayne...

“My husband, did suffer a lot, thank you for visiting, his family wouldn't even budge to come and see him, i don't even have any news to his siblings since they cut every connection they had” im still shocked and can't move so i just watched her do things around the room

“I'm-m sorry but someone is calling. I'm going It's nice seeing you” before she can even speak, i made my way out of the room and my tears were falling like crazy in my white dress

I heard my phone rang, i quickly pick it up

“Hey love, where are you? You said you were just visiting a friend, im getting impatient” my breath hitch as more tears follows, im not even outside the hospital yet i still feel dywayne's presence clinging on me.

I stopped walking and pulled my hands up, I stared and remembered, I'm married to dywayne's brother.


© divina