one night stand

rekindled flame 🔥

one of the nurses made her way out the emergency room. As she approached the good Samaritan, her face filled with sadness. she already knew Nicole didn't survive. She felt a pang clung to her stomach. her eyes were watery and her shoulders slumped down. The nurse hugged her tightly. " We did our best to save her."

"No, she's not dead,"her voice trembling. " Let me see her,"she added, her voice barely above a whisper. She pulled away from the nurse and rushed to the emergency room, burst into the room, the door slammed behind her, and startled everyone.

The nurse followed her in, standing at the doorway, her heart heavy with the weight of the moment. She had seen this too many times before-the desperate hope clashing with the harsh reality of loss.

"Please," she said softly, "I need you to give her some space. We have to-"

"No!" The word burst from her lips like a lifeline. "I can't... I can't let her go." She leaned closer, her fingers brushing against Nicole's cold skin, as if she could somehow warm her back to life.

"She needs you to be strong," the nurse whispered, stepping further into the room, her own eyes glistening with unshed tears. "She fought so hard."

The woman shook her head violently, her hair falling across her face, obscuring her grief-stricken features. "No! It's not fair! We had plans... we were going to-" Her voice broke, and she sank to her knees beside the table, feeling utterly lost.

The nurse knelt beside her, placing a comforting hand on her back. "I know it hurts. I can't imagine what you're feeling right now, but you need to remember the love you shared. That will never die."

"But I wanted more time," she choked out, her sobs echoing off the sterile walls. "I wanted to tell her everything... how much she meant to me."

The nurse nodded, understanding the depth of that unfulfilled desire. "You can still tell her. Talk to her. She can hear you."

Taking a shaky breath, she leaned closer to Nicole, her heart racing. "I love you, Nicole," she whispered, each word laced with desperation and sorrow. "I'm so sorry... I should have been there for you." Tears streamed down her face as she clutched Nicole's hand tightly, as if holding on would somehow bring her back.

In that moment, the world outside faded away. The beeping machines and bustling footsteps were drowned out by the sound of her heart breaking. All that mattered was the stillness of the room and the love that lingered in the air-a love that transcended life and death.

The nurse watched quietly, knowing there were no words that could ease this pain, only the passage of time and the strength of memories shared. She remained by her side, offering silent support as they both navigated this unbearable moment together-two souls intertwined by grief and love.

Suddenly, the monitor started to beep. She darted her eyes at the screen. It showed sign of life little by little. A surge of joy enveloped her heart. Her watery eyes couldn't believe what she just saw. Nicole jerked her head gently and her eyes fell on her. " Herma ! "

The sound of her name, spoken with such fragile clarity, sent a jolt of hope through Herma's entire being. "Nicole!" she gasped, her voice trembling with disbelief and joy. She squeezed Nicole's hand tighter, as if anchoring them both to this moment.

The nurse rushed to the monitor, her professional demeanor returning as she assessed the situation. "Stay calm, Nicole. You're okay. Just breathe," she instructed, her fingers dancing over the buttons and screens, ensuring everything was functioning correctly.

Nicole blinked slowly, her gaze flickering between Herma and the nurse. "I thought... I thought I lost you," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper, but filled with emotion.