Chapter 353: I'm Not Ready

Ella's POV:

This morning Thomas insisted on taking the book to the hospital. He was desperate for mum to see how much he thought of her and I couldn't refuse him.

We sat there in that tiny, dark hospital room, Thomas on the bed, hugging mum as best he could, while I sat in the chair beside the bed, holding her hand, and reading her favourite book aloud. Tears were pouring freely down Thomas's face as he clutched onto the corpse that once was his mother.

I shouldn't think that. She's still alive. Except there is no hope.

Just as I was about to tell Thomas it was time to go, the monitor that recorded our mother's heartbeat started beeping quicker than it had been, before it abruptly stopped.

My own heart seemed to stop right along with it as I rang the emergency bell, screaming for a doctor.

I pulled my brother off the bed; I was a panicky mess and Thomas was sobbing, but I couldn't comfort him, not when she was dying right in front of our eyes, and I wasn't ready.