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HER TRAGIC DEATH
"Amy? Frank? "Hilda's eyes widen as she watched her husband, and her dearest step-sister scramble to get their bathrobes to cover their naked body as their eyes fell on her. "Please, just tell me that the brain tumor is making me see things...."her lips trembled as she watched the two most important people in her life hurriedly tie their robes.
She wanted to believe that it was her head that's seeing all this, she wanted to make it all happen that it was all a hallucination, but no matter how hard she closes, and open her eyes, the look on the two-dearest people in her life just dawned the truth on her.
Amy's fingers hurriedly smothered her hair, and Frank who has the look of 'I don't care' on just took his seat at the edge of the bed. "Hil.... Hilda..."she called, as her teeth pressed hard on one corner of her lower lips, "I'm sorry! ""she blurted with tears filled eyes.
Hilda lashes blinked rapidly as if she heard wrong, "So... sorry? "she stuttered inquiringly, and Amy licked her lower lip slightly, "Hilda, please..."she pleaded, her voice broken as she did. Hilda shook her head as her eyes traveled to Frank who sat like he did nothing wrong.
She made to say something but her head banged, and she winced in pain, her hand sharply holding her head. "Fucking say something!! "the tears she tried to hold back stream down her puffy cheeks helplessly with her eyes on Frank, her husband.
She was supposed to be in the operation room at the moment, but couldn't be. Why? Because she felt incomplete without her husband by her side, she wanted to see him before going into surgery, but he didn't visit her.
She ran here just to see him, and hear a little bit of comforting words from him, but what? He was here with her step-sister? She needed someone to tell her something, even if it's just a pretense, she needed to hear something at the least, but... she sniffled in her snot as her sight blurred out with her tears.
Amy stepped forward, wiping her tears, and with a corner of her lips curled up, she started, "Since you've decided to see this before going in for surgery..."she seethed out a breath amidst her teeth, "I'll tell you what you don't want to hear... which is the truth! "she grinned widely, and everything just felt like a dream to Hilda.
"Amy.... That'll only cause more harm to her head! "Frank muffled, finally straightening to his feet. "Well, fuck that! She's going to die anyway! "she shrugged nonchalantly. "Amy..."Hilda called, not believing her ears.
"What have I ever done to deserve this? "she inquired when she felt many world collapsing inside her head. "Nothing! I just hate the fact that I have to lose to you whatever I want, and since I couldn't get the heiress title, I had to go for him to get it, and now...."she trailed, and brought out the signed documents.
"I've got it! "she grinned wider, flaunting it in front of Hilda. Hilda was lost, in both thoughts, and speech. She had signed this documents three days ago, and asked for the finalization the day before in order to make things faster. She didn't know she had willed all her property to a glutton who had always wanted it anyways.
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