Fool's Gold

Chapter 32

Nick's POV
The doctor spoke,
"I am sorry to inform you that Grace has died. She lost a lot of blood during the surgery and we couldn't do anything to save her. I'm sorry for your loss,"
I got up from my chair and punched the wall that was behind me. My fist went straight through, leaving a hole. Grace's parents were still sitting and sobbing. After I punched the wall I sat back down. All of the colour flushed from my face and the only thing I could manage to do was to choke out tears. I had just lost the love of my life, someone that I couldn't live without. My tears started to form a puddle on the floor beneath me. I buried my head in my hands and cursed under my breath. This isn't how Grace wanted to die.

After sitting in the same position for a couple of hours the doctors came to say that we could go and see Grace's body. Everything seemed to go in slow motion when the doctors pulled down the cloth that was covering Grace's body, revealing her perfect face. The lips that I kissed whenever I got the opportunity to, the eyes that I got lost in whenever I looked into them and the nose that would let out small breaths. It killed me to see her body laying their, lifeless. My legs turned to jelly and I fell to my knees, letting even more tears pour out of my eyes. This wasn't going to be easy to cope with.

I left the room after saying my last goodbye to Grace. The last words that she said to me where 'I love you'. I loved her then and I love her now. I just wished that she was still alive now, so I could see her beautiful smile, but I can't. That's not the way it works. I will never be able to see that smile again, and that was the fact that tore me apart.

I went to what was Grace's hospital room and noticed that there was an envelope on her unmade bed. I picked it up in my hands, trying to be as careful as I could. On the front it read : To all of my family and friends. I miss you already. After reading this I decided to go and find Grace's parents. I wanted to open this a lot, just to see the last words that she possibly wrote to me. I found them and showed them the letter. They seemed just as eager as I was to open it. Together we stood there and I opened the envelope, pulling out the paper that was inside. Although I apart of me wanted to read it, another part of me didn't. I unfolded the paper to see the message that was written inside.