"Wait for me honey,I promise I'll come soon"
He said as he closed the door behind him. She knew he meant it, after all Harry had always kept his word. But yet she was afraid,something told her today he wouldn't make,that today, after all these years he would not be there on time. She felt a sharp pain seer across her body as she fought back a tear. "No crying,Emma", she had promised herself at the beginning. She knew she had to be strong as she had prepared herself for battle all those months back. She knew he would need her strength, and she was right. How many times did she see him secretly crying at the window! "We will win Harry.It will all be ok",she would assure him even though with each passing day,she knew they were losing, that slowly but surely her body was giving up. But not once did she let him see her break down.
Even after 33 years of marriage, Emma and Harry Walters were still like teenagers in love. Flowers, chocolates, cards,champagne and occasionally, jewelry, Harry would pamper her like a spoilt princess.He still did, she observed as she glanced through her room and saw all the Get Well Soon, I Love You cards and the beautiful bouquets kept around her bed. It was 18 months since they found out about her Cancer, and as far as she remembered, she had received a gift every day in the past 18 months.
As she lay there, fighting everyday, she had seen him fight too, and what broke her heart was to see him lose. She lay there helplessly seeing her husband struggle. He would try his best to keep her spirits high but she could see, the man who once was the epitome of happiness was completely shattered from the inside. The facade of happiness , the undying hope of a miracle , the unflinching love of the man made her wish she could cure herself, only for his sake, for the fact was Harry was incapable of living without her. She was his one true companion and life without her was something he would never be able to handle.
Three days back the doctors had given up. They offered to let Emma leave the hospital so she could get some peace in her last few days. Everyone had accepted the fate, Emma herself was as strong as ever. Everyone but Harry. He still refused to believe it. He showed no sign of giving up. "You need rest, honey, for a few days, then we'll go to the Alps again to see the beautiful mountains and the serene lands", he had told her the other night while they lay on their bed, in the darkness. She could sense he had tears but she did not dwell on it. "Till death do us part"", they had once vowed with smiles across their faces and love shimmering trough their eyes. The memory of that day haunted her now. The Vow would soon come true.
"Please God, just a little more time", Emma begged as she felt it going dark.After 18 long months her resolve finally broke and she let her tears flow. Harry had gone to buy her ice-cream. Chocolate-Mint, her favourite flavour. How she wished she hadn't asked for it. How she wished Harry was here. It was then as she felt her breath slowly leave her body that she finally saw it, behind his latest card was a bottle of pills which were not hers. One glance at the bottle was enough to tell her what they were and in that moment she loved Harry like she had never loved him before. Her regrets were all but gone and she knew, it was all going to be ok. They were going to the Alps after all. She closed her eyes and peacefully embraced the darkness for she knew, her Beloved Harry, always intended on keeping his word.
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