Page 50 of Shattered Love
Dominic pulls me closer until I have to tilt my head back to look at him.
“Like the sun. We all go about our day as if we are certain it will appear tomorrow. We never stop to admire it, but what if tomorrow it failed to rise? We’re all so concerned with having the perfect life and beautiful things, but ifwe just stopped for a second and looked around, we would notice the world has so much beauty in it. It’s sad that people don’t notice the warmth of the sun, the gentle breeze, the sweet melody of the birds, and the sound of the ocean until it's too late.”
Dominic holds me tightly, his eyes full of raw pain. “The last two weeks, I lived in that world where the sun doesn't rise, the wind stops blowing, the birds fail to sing, the ocean lies still. That isn’t a world. It's hell. Because baby, only with you in my arms am I sure a heaven exists.”
I look up into my husband’s beautiful face, placing my hand on his cheek. “How did I end up so lucky?”
Leaning in, taking my lips. “I ask myself that question every day.”
We walk back to the room hand in hand.
As I get back on the bed, Dominic sits in his chair.
“Get up here.” I grin patting the bed.
He smirks but doesn't hesitate. Wrapping his whole body around me.
Placing a single kiss on his lips. “I fucking love you, Dominic Stone.”
He smiles against my lips. “I fucking love you, Avery Stone.”
He places his head on my chest.
Running my fingers through his hair, I hear his breath even out. “I will always love you, Dominic. Even in my dreams, I find you in yours.”
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Dominic
The high-pitched alarm echoes in the room. I lift my head, my eyes wide with panic.
No, no, no.
Nurses run past me.
One stops. “Sir, you need to move back.”
My eyes never leave my wife. “Avery. Beautiful?” I feel two strong arms holding me back as they all run over. “I can't lose you.” I don't know if I scream it or whisper it. I can't hear anything over my frantic heartbeat.
“Stand back.” The doctor shouts, and everyone takes a step back.
I watch as they shock my beautiful wife’s body, the pain trying to break through my body. I can’t breathe. I can’t think. I can't do anything but keep staring as they try to bring my beautiful, my wife, back to me.
She never woke up. It was a dream. She was saying goodbye. She already knew she was leaving.
The nurse shakes her head.
I hear a sob behind me as the doctor charges the machine again.
“Stand back.”
I feel the pain in the chest as if I’m feeling her pain and rub a hand over my chest.
Deep sobs break through my body as if I was made of glass.
“Stop.” Nothing but a coarse whisper.
I close my eyes against the pain that is coming. I open my eyes and face the people trying to save my beautiful wife, their eyes full of sorrow.
