My Billionaire Cure

Chapter 58

Wind brushed past me whispering in hush tones waking up the loved ones buried underneath. I stepped on the frosted brown leaves wincing as the smallest sound fell heavy on my ears.

The cold breeze humming and mumbling sending chills up my bare hands carrying two red roses for the fallen beloveds. My feet took me through the narrow path blending with the dark mist that circled around, mourning for the dead met with an unwanted fate.

I gripped my dark coat and wrapped it tightly around me as the temperature dropped. I skidded along the hollow graveyard stepping on twigs and leaves searching for the path that led me to them.

I came to a halt as my eyes fell on two tombstones that stood tall calling for an embrace of warmth. Slowly but quietly I sat on my knees before them. The wind circled around me howling in pain at the fate their companions met.

I kept a rose on each tombstone and my fingers grazed the engravings on each. Their names, the ones who sacrificed their lives will never be forgotten.

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Barbara and Clara

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Back to the day

I wanted to die.

What's the point of living if you don't have anyone to live for?

I closed my eyes and cried silently as grief consumed me ripping me from within.

But suddenly I was pushed back and fell on to the floor. All was blurry nothing was clear. But I saw two figures wearing paramedic uniforms shouting in panic, surrounding my baby.

"Hold his chin up"

I didn't know what I was hearing or what was happening. But my distant hearing cleared and I heard sirens.

"Don't gather around. Open the windows"

I blinked and blinked trying to clear my vision. Then I saw the man, Kyle lying on the floor bleeding from his head. My gaze fell on someone sitting before him, looking at the dead man in shock.

It was Marcus.

He was alive.

I glanced up and saw a policeman putting his gun back on his pouch.

"Again"

The paramedics shouted and then I heard the most sweetest voice ever.

Lucas crying.

He coughed and coughed and then cried.

"Quickly take him to the ambulance. The baby is alive. We need to get him to the hospital. Hurry!"

A woman carried the baby who was gasping for air, struggling to breath. Another man stood up and I held on to his leg.

"My baby.... Is he-is he...."

"He's fine if we take him to the hospital quickly"

He released his leg from my grip and ran out the door. My gaze fell on Marcus who was staring at the door, his eyes held shock and pain.

"Mr and Mrs. Anderson please go down to the Ambulance. You both are in need of medical treatment" Another police officer said.

My mind didn't grasp what was happening but I knew that my baby and my husband was still alive.

Tears fell down onto my cheeks in relief.

They were alive. They were alive.

"Mar...cu..s" I called out his name with a broken voice.