- I'm sorry... But Alexandra Eames has passed away.
Pardon.
Goren struggled to hear the doctor's words.
Alexandra Eames has passed away...
No.
She hadn't.
The doctor must have made a mistake.
Eames couldn't have died.
And yet, the doctor was looking at him so desolate, and so grave.
No.
Goren didn't believe it.
Eames would never give up on him.
She was a fighter.
And she was going to pull through.
- You're wrong... He strode dangerously towards the doctor, and when he reached him, put his hands on the collar of his gown and lifted him off the ground. Alex isn't dead.
At this gesture, the doctor felt panic overcome him.
The man standing just a few millimeters from him was as if mad, his face contorted with rage.
And he was afraid of what he might do to her.

But he had to do everything in his power to calm him down and, above all, to make him understand that this was reality.
Alexandra Eames was dead, and she wasn't coming back.
- She passed away... a few minutes ago.
Eames had passed away...
And only a few minutes ago.
No.
This doctor, this quack, was lying.
If that had been the case...
Before she drew her last breath, Alex would have asked to see him.
And she hadn't.
So this doctor was lying, and Goren wouldn't believe a word he said until he saw it with his own eyes.
In addition, Goren couldn't contain his rage, and had only one thought in mind: to make the doctor swallow his words and say that Eames was alive, because if he didn't, he'd make him wish he were.
- You're lying... He shook the doctor like a rock, who put his hands on his wrists, trying to pull them apart, and above all, to make him let go, but nothing helped, he was not only too strong for him, but in such a rage, that his strength had to be decoupled. And you're going to take me to her.
At these words, the doctor was seized with panic.

Take him to see her...
And how...
My God.
The doctor was in trouble.
How was he going to tell this angry man that Alexandra Eames' body was already gone.
And that it had already been picked up.
But he had to tell him.
Because if he found out the body was gone, the doctor didn't think much of it.
- It's gone.
- What.
At Goren's howl of rage, the doctor's fear redoubled.
- What do you mean, she's gone.
Goren was out of his mind.
Not only was the doctor telling him Eames was dead...
But that she was gone.
Did that mean her body had already been taken.
And for what reason.
It didn't make sense.
There was something wrong with the story.

- It was his family... or at least a member of his family... who wanted the body back.
At these words, Goren let go of the doctor and stepped aside.
Even that had been taken away from him.
He wouldn't even be able to see her one last time.
At the thought, immense sadness mixed with rage, and with all his might, he clenched his knuckles white.
It wasn't fair.
The light of his life was gone, and he couldn't even say goodbye.

- Barek... Goren, his heart shattered into a thousand pieces, clutched his cell phone in his hands with all his might. Alex... Tears welled up in his eyes, clouding his vision. She's gone.
At his words, he heard Barek burst into tears on the other end of the line, which tore his heart even more.
Goren had tried to be strong, not to show what he was feeling, all his grief, all his distress, without his little Alex.
But it was too hard.
And he couldn't hold out much longer.
- Thank you, Bobby.
On the last words of a weeping Barek, Goren hung up, and finally let his grief flow.
Grief mixed with rage.

A rage he couldn't control, and which made him want to smash everything.
So, mad with rage and despair, he threw his phone against the wall with all his might, smashing it to smithereens, then reached for whatever was on his table, threw everything to the floor and raised his fists, banging away at it.
- You had no right to leave me, Alex.
Goren was out of control, pounding the wooden table with all his might, letting out his rage and grief, his tears cascading down his cheeks, and his hands starting to bleed from the blows he was throwing at the table.
- What am I going to be... Me... Without you.
My God...
But what was he going to become without Eames.
He couldn't live without her.
Eames was the light of his life.
In addition, Goren was sure the doctor was wrong.
If he was, Eames' body wouldn't have recovered so quickly.
But no.
Goren was sure that Eames was still alive.
That she couldn't possibly be dead.

And yet...
Thinking back to the gravity with which the doctor had looked at him, Goren knew it was reality, even if he convinced himself otherwise, wishing so hard, that she were still alive.
Eames was dead, she'd left him, and she'd never come back.
Never again would he hear her sarcasm.
Nor would he see the sweetness of her face.
How was he going to manage without her.
He needed her by his side.
He needed her to live.
She was his pillar.
But above all, she was his only support.
Goren couldn't forget that she'd tried to be strong right up to the last moment, trying to hold him to his damned promise.
That even in the ambulance taking them to hospital, she'd insisted he keep his promise.
But he hadn't given in.
He refused categorically.
And how could he have agreed to keep that promise.

Eames wanted him to promise to go on living without her.
But how could he keep such a promise, when without her he was nothing, and he couldn't see himself living without her.
It would have been impossible.
- Oh Alex... Goren stopped banging against the table and dropped to the floor, his hands bleeding. How am I going to live without you.
He brought his hands to his eyes and let out all his distress, screaming and crying his eyes out.
- Oh Alex... I could never keep a promise like that.