Heal Me, Mr. Doctor

PROLOGUE - The past

"I'm sorry. We did everything that we can but his body was too weak to handle all of the pain. I'm sorry, but he's dead," Avin said. A friend and also the doctor in charge.

My tears slowly fell from my eyes as I felt my knees being wobbly. He catched me when he saw me falling. Shit! Why does it hurts so bad? I wish I was dreaming. But no. . . my Fiancé just died today. Why now? We're getting married next month, and this suddenly happen.

"A-avin, you're fucking lying! Tell me the truth! Don't lie. Please! I-I beg you to tell me that Jake is not dead. He is still alive and just sleeping. Please," I pleaded as my heart got broke into pieces. "Please, Avin. Save him. I love him so much. I can't live without him. Revive Jake."

He shook his head weakly, "Stephanie, I'm not lying. I'm telling the truth. And how I wish I was lying. I tried reviving him, but to no avail. . . he's really dead." Then he hugged me tight. I cried and cried. Jake was a good man.

Jake died because of a car accident. He was on his way to my condo because we would gonna talk about the details of our wedding. But then, this shit happened. I lost him. I lost my love. What's the point of living if the love of my life died? I should be dead as well! Why the heck does he needs to die?

My life is a fucking mess now.