I'm sorry Lisa.

I feel bad for myself.

"Sorry my love."

Jennie's POV

In my 4 years as a doctor, i never failed in any surgery i handled, all of my patients now is having a new and happy life with their loved ones.

" Smile after this okay?"

I don't know why I used to say those lines everytime I gaze at my patients. I can see those of their loved ones standing too close at the glass window, then after finishing the surgery I would give them a thumbs up and a smile plastered in my face.

December 3, 2018- ( 5 Pm)

I am having my last patient. this will be the last and I will bid my farewell to my career. This time no smile plastered on my face. I mouthed no "Smile after this okay?". For God's sake I do not want to mess this last patient I will have. I never had a chance to cure this one, that's why I am nervous. I am afraid that I might take away my patient's life. And for the 4 years of my career, I have never prayed to God for a surgery to go successful.

"Help me with this one, please." I said before i start.

7 Pm, I have failed my last patient. I couldn't help but to shed a tear and turn it into ocean. I did not go to the patient's loved ones to give them a big thumbs up. I was trembling in fear, my knees were about to fall but I tried not to. I screamed, cried then smiled as if I am turning crazy inside the surgery room as they cover the patient's lifeless body. I observed my last patient's pale handsome and angelic face and caressed her cheeks as I uttered these words,

"Of all people, why have I not saved my loved ones? I'm sorry Lisa..i'm really sorry, i love you..."

The end, thank you for reading this short story.❤️