Deep love: insatiable lover

Life is unpredictable, cherish the moment.

Vanessa found this to be especially true. No one knew what would happen to her and Dylan someday, and it was better to be honest than to waste time on each other when we were so relieved.

She believed that her father would not blame her for this if he were still alive.

For a moment, Vanessa’s mind felt relieved, then filled with a heavy heart.

Mercedes was still in resuscitation, and this time in a particularly severe form. In barely an hour, there had been four critical care alerts, which was terrifying.

-Good girl, lean on me for a while. You’re trying too hard, you’ll break down if you go on like this.

-I’m fine.

Vanessa shook her head, her eyes still fixed on the door of the resuscitation room, her gaze moving.

Dylan had no choice but to hug her tightly, hoping that his company and warmth would give Vanessa something to lean on, something to make her feel better.

The wait was always torturous.

The moment the door to the resuscitation room opened again, Vanessa suddenly had a bad feeling.

It was as if a big hand had squeezed his heart so hard he couldn’t breathe.

-Doctor!

Vanessa jumped to her feet, but was nearly thrown headlong by the blackness before her eyes.

Dylan reached out to help her in a hurry, with worry and anguish written all over his tightly furrowed face. He really wanted to let her rest for a while, but he also knew it was impossible for Vanessa to sleep.

-I’m sorry, we’ve done everything we can.

-How could I…?

Vanessa was pale and her body was trembling.

-Vanessa.

Dylan rushed to hold her, looking at her with sorrow and concern.

-No, it can’t be, you must be mistaken. Doctor, you’re lying to me, aren’t you? Are you lying to me?

How could mother go? How could it be?

It was a lie, it had to be a lie.

Vanessa grabbed Dylan’s wrist violently and looked at him.

-Dylan, tell me it’s not true. Mummy’s all right, isn’t she? Mum’s fine, she’s just sick and needs rest, she’ll be fine soon, won’t she?

-Vanesa… Vanessa, don’t be like that, calm down.

Dylan looked at Vanessa’s disconsolate and tearful face, how could she not know that what the doctor said was true.

She just couldn’t accept the fact that her mother had died and abandoned her.

That’s why I didn’t want to believe it, that’s why I kept asking Dylan over and over again.

But as much as I didn’t want to face it, the truth was the truth. No one can change it, old age, illness and death is something that everyone has to go through.

The living are transients, the dead are returnees.

-How can this be?

Vanessa murmured in despair, tears streaming down her small, pale face. She had dark circles under her eyes because she hadn’t had a good night’s rest. Foolishly, she let Dylan hold her, her eyes lost in thought.

The doctor, used to seeing life and death, had already taken it in his stride and left with a nod.

-Vanessa, be good, calm down. I’m still here and I’ll always be with you.

Dylan was so distressed that he couldn’t help but hug Vanessa tighter.

Suddenly he thought back to the time when Philip had died, was Vanessa as desperate as she was now? Was she in pain too? Where had she been then?

Shit.

He had been a fool.

-Vanessa, listen, calm down for a moment.

Vanessa was still clutching Dylan’s shirt as if she hadn’t heard him.

After waiting a few moments for the person in his arms to respond, Dylan looked down to see that Vanessa had somehow passed out.

-Vanessa!

Dylan picked her up and ran to find a doctor.

She was exhausted and sad, which is why she had fainted.

Dylan’s heart ached as he watched Vanessa’s face pale in the hospital bed. He grabbed her hand tightly and stared at her.

The back of his pale hand was full of needles, with clear fluid running from the intravenous tube to the needle and then into his body.

Even as she fainted, Vanessa’s brow furrowed with sadness.

Dylan was looking at Vanessa when the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

It was Josefina who was calling.

He looked down at Vanessa and gently released her hand to tuck it under the sheets. Rising, he leaned over and dropped a light kiss on her forehead.

-Good girl, get some rest.

With that, he turned to leave.

And the moment the door to the room closed, Vanessa opened her eyes and quietly let her tears fall.

The angry tears seemed to flow unceasingly.

-What’s going on?

Dylan asked Josefina over the phone.

-How is Auntie, is she well Vanessa, Candy has been screaming for a while to go to the hospital to see grandma and to see mum, can I take her there?

Dylan was about to refuse, but changed his mind when he thought of Vanessa’s pale face.

Perhaps if her daughter came, she would be able to pull herself together.

-Bring Candy.

Dylan fell silent with him, and Josephine sensed something in his silence, and her mood steepened.

Her nose ached and her voice choked when she opened her mouth: -Aunt, she ….

-The aunt passed away.

Hanging up the phone, Dylan stood outside for a long time, his handsome face full of heaviness.

When his parents had died, Dylan had been so full of hate, and of dealing with Gerard around him, that he hadn’t had time to grieve. When he was sent abroad, he was too busy trying to survive and grow in every possible way to mourn.

He could not empathise with the death of his parents, but his heart ached for Vanessa’s sadness.

With a sigh, Dylan turned around and prepared to return to the living room.

His hand touched the door of the room but he did not push it open, his sharp ears listening to the suppressed screams that came from inside from time to time.

Knowing that his Vanessa was sobbing alone, Dylan’s arm dropped in dismay.

Maybe it was time to give Vanessa the time of day and wait for her to get it off her chest.

Dylan simply sat outside and waited.

A little later, Josefina arrived with Cecilia in tow.

-Dad.

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-Candy baby, daddy has missed you especially.

Dylan smiled and gently took his little girl in his arms and kissed her tenderly on the forehead.

-Candy misses Dad too.

Cecilia hugged Dylan tightly, unable to let go.

-Sir, I’m going to check on Auntie.

whispered Josefina.

Dylan nodded and she immediately turned to leave.

-Good girl, are you going with daddy to see mummy?

-Mmm.

Cecilia nodded, she was small but clueless enough to know that her grandmother might leave her and she could feel her daddy’s sadness, so she forced herself not to ask where he was and let Dylan take her little hand and walk towards Vanessa’s hospital room.

Vanessa’s emotions had calmed down considerably.