CHAPTER 1 By the grace of God
Cold hands held onto mine while I stared back into the eyes of the only person I've ever truly trusted.
"Please don't go. I can't be without you, I can't live that way."
Harsh eyes glanced down towards our hands as I begged for him to let me stay with him.
"It's too painful."
His words were broken and came out like a whisper.
"Please! Edw-"
"Isabella, maybe it's time for you to leave."
I refused to stop looking at him. Even though his eyes were closed and his skin was becoming paler by the second, he was still my husband.
"Doctor, I can't leave him like this. He could die!"
The loud words echoed through the empty room as my best friend lay motionless.
"Mrs Mason, I'll look after him, go home and rest."
An icy hand touched my shoulder and squeezed it firmly. Okay, I thought, I'll just leave to freshen up. I won't even take an hour. I leaned down and whispered in his ear.
"I'll be back, my love."
With that i let his hand go and turned to Dr. Cullen.
"Please take care of him."
A serious nod was all I had as reassurance and with that I left. The pained moans and quite sobs that made their way to the hallway of the hospital reminded me of the Spanish influenza that was killing my husband. I quickened my steps and left the dreadful place, heading towards our small home. It was a short distance from the hospital and I was thankful. Walking towards the washroom I dabbed a damp towel against my face in the hopes of washing the dried tears off my face. Pulling my hair back and carefully taking off my garments I washed my aching body. The cold water only bought my husband to mind and I left the bathroom in a hurry. I made myself presentable as I could using the rest of the sanity I had and headed towards the hospital again. It was a route that I had memorized now. After so many trips, back and forth, I could walk there with my eyes covered. The streets were wet and the people were hopeless. The disease was killing this town on the inside and out. Even the people that haven't been effected looked as if they were being tormented. I tilted my head back and sent a silent prayer to God. He was the long one who could save this Earth, the only one who could save my husband.
Twilight had set in as I walked into the dim hallways. I made my way quickly to his room not wanting to waste another second. The candles had not been lit and the air was thin.
"Edward?"
I walked into the room further, hoping that it was only the darkness that made me see an empty room. Please God..
I ran to the closest nurse and asked her.
"Please! Please tell me where they've taken my husband! His name is Edward Mason, room 12!"
"I'm so sorry to inform you, miss, but your husband has just passed. Dr. Cullen just took him down to the morgue."
The heart stopped in my chest as her words sunk in.
"No..."
Please God, don't let this be.
"Where's Dr. Cullen? Bring him to me!"
I raised my voice, wanting her to listen to me.
"It can't be true, he'll tell me it's not."
"Mrs Mason?"
My body turned cold as I heard his voice. I faced him, holding into every last piece of hope I had.
"I'm sorry for your loss."
No, God, please no.
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