Till Death Do Us Part{Book 3} *Completed* (Old Version) Being renewed

Cry Me A River

Writer's POV

{Chapter Forty Two} Yeoman pulled the infuse system from him, blood dripping from his hand were the infuse system was placed. He stood up as he could, hand on his chest as he tossed everything he found in his sight, the nurses jumping back as loud crashes filled the room. They tried to get to him but he was way too violent, they couldn't risk putting their lives in danger.

"Why?! How is that even possible? She can't be dead! She just can't be. You're lying!" He charged at the nurse who said that and Philip was soon by his side to stop him from doing something he'll regret.

"You have to control yourself! They are telling the truth. I know it hurts but the doctor confirm it to me, she is dead. I'm sorry, but we can't do anything, you can't do anything. It wasn't in our hands, and the fact that someone murdered her makes it harder. We need to find out who did this, we need to find out who took the wires off the machine."

"I know who did it." Yeoman said as he curled up his hands into fists and gritted his teeth. "When I get my hands on him he'll wish he was never born. I will shred him into pieces, mark my words." Yeoman looked up at Philip. "Enrico is going to pay for what he did."

Meanwhile in the waiting room

No one spoke, how could this happen? No one cried, this is not true. No one reacted, this must be a lie. Everyone was still very much in shock. Summer dead? This must be a joke. "You can see the body now." The doctor told Rebekah and Sebastian with a nod of a head.

A heartbroken Rebekah walked with the doctor in arms of a comforting Sebastian as they made their way into a room with a lot of silver table like beds with four wheels, they walked through the beds and stopped at a cover up body with a name tag on her toe. Summer-rose Arden Killers.

Seeing the name just made things more real, more official. When the doctor pulled down the covers, she pressed her eyes close as tears streamed down her face and hard racking sobs left her throat as Sebastian held her in his arms. Her daughter was dead.

She couldn't look, she didn't have the strength nor the courage to keep watching her daughter like this. "I can't do this, I just can't and won't accept the fact that my daughter is dead. Who can do this? Why? We didn't do anything wrong." The doctor covered up the body and walked with them out of the room, closing the door behind them.

"Mom, please tell me the person is not her, please just tell me that." Winter sobbed the moment she saw her broken mother, she couldn't believe it. She had thought that maybe the doctor confused her sister with another person, but now.....there wasn't any doubt. Her sister was indeed dead.

Khalid wrapped his arms around his mate comfortingly as she cried, Tatiana waking up at the sobs in the room, looking around with wide eyes at the situation in front of her. Winter picked her up and cradled her in her arms, seeking comfort.

They heard shoutings and angry growls before a sick and vulnerable Yeoman made his way to the waiting room, the nurse behind him as she tried to calm him down. "Where is Summer?! Tell me that these nurses are lying! Tell me!" He roared, Nyman and Mauricio had to hold him, he was uncontrollable and wild.

Rebekah sobbed harder at that, Sebastian comforting her as the rest of the family mourned the loss of a family member too. It was all so surreal, her dead was something no one expected and less for someone to murder her.

Who would do such thing? Who would kill her daughter? "Summer is dead." Winter sobbed as she broke down, Khalid whispering and kissing her head as he hugged them both. As if knowing what was happening, Tatiana stayed quiet.

"No." Yeoman shook his head, "No, this is not true, tell me it's not true brother! Tell me!" Yeoman grabbed Nyman by his collar and bunched his shirt. "Tell me! Tell me that she's not dead. Tell me that everyone is lying, because if it's true. I'm going to shred who did this into pieces. I'd forget about everything and rip his heart out with my bare hands and shove it down my throat."