Daniel's P.O.V

"I'm sorry sir, but your wife is in a very critical condition. Her skin is burnt and I'm sorry to say but no amount of surgery can save her skin...for now. We'll have to wait for a year and more before we can proceed," the doctor announced, her heart as broken as the news, she touched my shoulder only to have it shoved aside.

Oh no not my wife!

"So you mean her condition is bad and we'll have to wait for a year and more," Elvis repeated, sounding hopeful as he could ever be.

"Exactly what I said sir. She's covered with bandages," the doctor sighed before continuing, "You can go and see her. She has not yet woken up but if you still want to see her, go ahead," she pointed the room they had taken her.

She left and I kept staring at her back. Everything seemed like a dream but the pain in my chest was more than anything I had felt before. I stood frozen in my spot, Elvis staring at me to be sure I wanted to go in there.

"I did this to her you know. I did this. If she dies, I'm the cause!" I blamed myself, sending my knees to the ground. My legs gave out, it had to. The whole room seemed to spinning as I felt a touch on my back. I turn to hug his legs.

"Relax Daniel. Don't be like this. She needs you to be strong. Please. I'll call Eunice now. Please hold yourself together."

****

"Elvis called me to come here. What has happened to my sister? Is she OK?" Eunice had no idea about what happened, so seeing her worry turn to frustration and even more, brought more tears into my eyes.

"No, she's far from being OK. She's... She's..."

"No, my sister will be fine. Let's calm down. She'll be fine," oh Eunice you have no idea.

Eunice kept chanting and chanting, trying to convince herself.

It was getting dark. I still wanted her to wake up before I went back in there.

Mia! I forgot all about her.

"Mia, is at home. Alone!"

"Don't worry I'll go and check up on her. Please keep me updated. I'm sure there's a mix up somewhere. She's fine. I know. I can feel it."

Eunice left and Elvis and I sat there in silence, how were we going going to break the news to her?

*****

Jennifer's P.OV.

I try to open my eyes but I find it difficult to. There are pains that I'm feeling that I can't explain. I try to separate my lips but I can't.

I hear the voices of some doctors. I listen to them as they speak.

"Her condition is really bad. I saw her picture in a magazine. It's like two different people. God, I won't wish this for anybody. Her face is so nasty now."

"Shhh!" Another voice demands.

"Seriously? She's unconscious. Her husband will be disgusted when he sees her. Trust me. She's..."

"Love is not always about beauty. They have moments they've shared together. Not just moments but a daughter too. Don't be insensitive."

"But it won't be the same. Their life will never be the same. Such a bad faith, she seems like a nice person."

They leave and I keep crying, which is more painful than the words I heard.

What? My face is nasty?

Just then, I hear my husband's voice calling me.

Daniel, my love.

"Honey, please forgive me and please promise me we'll pull through this together," he sounded heartbroken, shaking.

Oh Daniel.

"I know I have been a bad husband but trust me I love you. I really do," he finally says the words I was dying to hear ever since we got married.

He loves me.

"You worry about you not cooking for me. The thing is, in my family the men cook. My great grandfather did. My dad did. Why won't I do same? Yes I'm possessive but i do it all because I love you. I always say I don't care but I'll die before something bad happens to you. And seeing you like this, it's like my heart is no longer mine, it was no longer mine when I met you."

Please...don't be like this. I can't see him but I can feel he's broken.

"It's all my fault you are in this condition. But please, fight through this. I love you."

I love you too.

****
For a week, I have held unto the words he always says to me.

I love you.

A week without my daughter. Without touching my husband. Without kissing them. Without holding them.

I miss my family.

I have been like this. Not able to talk nor see, all I can feel is pain and feeling stupid.

I hear Eunice's voice, waking me up from my sleep.

"Hey sissy. Promise me we'll be together again. Please don't leave us. I need you. Mum and dad need you. Your husband needs you. Do you know how miserable he is? He's not eating. He looks horrible."

Oh dear.

"He keeps blaming himself. Please think about Mia. And the clubs we have to go so your husband will come chasing after us. And Elvis is watching our backs."

She laughs and continues, "You promised me you will be my matron of honour. I still don't have a fiance. You promised me the biggest gift on my birthday. We all need you."

After the day, everyone comes to remind me of the things I promised them. There's no way I can do them looking like this. I am already giving up. I can't do this anymore. I can't.

Please forgive me. I can't do this.

There's one doctor checking up on me when another one enters.

"Chloe's condition is getting worse. If we don't get the donner she will die before tomorrow. She's such a wonderful girl. If she doesn't get the heart soon, she dies."

"There's nothing we can do as doctors. We cure but God heals. It is He who gives life. It's He, who takes it."

So there's a little girl who needs a new heart. Such a poor girl. She has the perfect body but a poor heart. I have a strong heart but an ugly body...now.

I'll do anything for my husband. He deserves someone better.

As the doctor tries to leave, I hold her hand.

"Mrs Johnson is awake. Miracle! Blessed be God. Are you OK?"

"Pl...ease...he...lp me. I don't wa..nt ...t..to...live. Please give...m...my h...heart to that girl...she nee...ds it."

"Please relax. You will be fine. Just..."

"No. Ple...ase list...en to my l...last wi...sh. Pl...pl...please."

"We can't do that. You are not yet dead."

"She wants this. Let's do it. So the young girl lives. She has a whole lot ahead of her. So much life she needs to live," a male voice defended.

"Dr. Do you realize what you are saying? We can't do this. She's still alive!"

"Doc. Where there's no hope there's no life. If the patient has it in her heart to die she will. No amount of surgeries, injections and medicines will save such a patient."

"Well, when a patient dies it takes six hours before his or her cells dies. So when she dies, we can proceed with her surgery. I'll never kill a patient to save another."

"Wait? Did you say wait? We wait while that young girl has barely four hours to live."

"What about that innocent young baby who needs her mother? What about the husband who has done nothing but to make sure his wife survives? What about a sister who depends solely on her sister? Parents who have the only daughter they look up to. You can't throw these people's emotions away. What will happen to these people?"

"Doc, where there's no hope there's no life..."

"And where there's no life there's no hope. Stop this."

"You are not in charge of this patient. You have no right in this matter," she insisted, her voice rising than first.

I really want this for the girl.

Another doctor rushes in.

"Doc, there's an emergency in room 216. I think we are losing the patient."

"Pl...please...I ha....ve no us...e living. Ple...ase..."

I said with tears falling down my cheeks.

I say a short prayer,

God please protect my family. Give them the happiness to fill the hole I'm about to leave in their hearts.

I will always love them. My heart will never cease to love them especially My husband and daughter. I will love them till this heart of mine stops beating.

I will never stop loving them.

Thank you for giving me the chance to meet them. It's hard leaving them. I don't even know where and when I will meet them again.

Keep the young girl safe. Amen.

"We have no time to lose. Time of death: Sunday, 8 pm," the doctor said in a rush.

Before I can think again, a sharp object pierces into my skin.

Good bye. goodbye!

*******
The end...

Oh did I say end? Oh naaaa, end of part one.

Bye bye Jennifer. So sad.

I know most of you hate me by now but trust me...

The story just got started...

"The Boss's Obsession."

Stay tuned, but those who can't continue because of her death, please skip the rest and continue with just the bonus chapters. But if you are curious to know how the real story is gonna be like, then you also can skip the bonus chapters.

Yeah and thanks for reading.