Can You Just Hold Me?

A flatline. 

Asystole. 

When there's no longer movement in someone's heart. 

No more heartbeat. 

She was dead. Dead.

This was her terrible demise. 

Sophia just couldn't process it. 

A nurse had walked over to her. 

Nicholas was stuck rooted to the ground beside her. 

He was trying to be strong. 

Keyword, trying. 

"I'm so sorry," the nurse began.

"Despite our best efforts..."

Sophia stopped her.

"Don't you dare continue that sentence," Sophia said quietly.

She sniffled, "She's dead."

"Isn't she?" She asked, seeking confirmation.

The nurse nodded slowly, inwardly wondering where Sophia was getting at. 

Sophia looked as though she'd been hit by a train. 

She shook her head, "This is a joke."

"Grandmere's okay," she said convincingly.

Nicholas began, "Sophia..." 

His heart had broken into pieces as he couldn't figure what to say next.