Fated To Three, Betrayed By All… Until She Rose. Chapter 419: Do it

Leilani.

As soon as those words echoed around the already quiet corridor, my heart sank.

Like it literally dropped into a deep dark twisted hole sowhere in my guts, causing ripples and ripples to spread out until I was sure that my insides were all twisted and tied up in knots so tight, I could barely breathe through it.

My throat suddenly felt dry so when I said the words: "Why? Why is an induced coma in the equation?" it sounded more like a cough than an actual word.

Thankfully, the doctor listened enough to hear clearly and actually understand because he then cast a look that seed more pitiful than professional at as he muttered; "It is to help his body regenerate all his lost strength and in this case, slow down the effects of the poison while we seek faster ways to drain the poison out of him."

Poison.

Drain.

Coma.

All of these words clashed violently in my head like an unforeseen tornado, and suddenly my knees grew so weak, I had no other choice but to lean my entire weight against Caelum— who also seed very weak by the way.

"In his personal file, you were listed as his next of kin..." the doctor suddenly said, snapping out of my train of thought. My head snapped up to look at him, mostly because his words shocked so much, I could barely contain my shock, "...so I was thinking if it is possible to get the go-ahead from you."

"Huh?"

"We need permission to carry on with the procedure needed to aid his recovery," He answered quickly, sounding slightly annoyed, "...and you are the only one who can give that to us right now. So please, madam, will you?"

At his words, I gulped, turned to Zevran who nodded once as if silently saying: "yes, you totally should."

But I was unconvinced.

Goddess, I didn’t even want to do it because for so reason, I cannot place or wrap my head around why I couldn’t seem to trust that decision.

When everyone turned to look at as if silently waiting for my decision, my heart raced in my chest with a frenzy that imdiately made my hands clammy. I gulped.

"I need to speak to him."

"Who?" The doctor cocked his eyebrows at . "Your husband there?"

I followed his pointing hand, and when my eyes landed on Kael, a small—unnecessary— blush crept up my cheeks. The sensation made my face sting and I lowered my head to hide the blush coloring my skin only for a second before lifting it back up.

"No. I need to speak with Jarek. Jarek, your patient."

He quickly shook his head at . "Ahh, him? You can not. He’s asleep right now."

"Then I need to see him even though it’s only for a couple of seconds. I need to be sure that this is a good idea and that it is what he needs."

The silence that settled in the room as soon as I said those words was deafening. It echoed loudly, enveloping us like so kind of stormy cloud.

I saw him frown slightly before he turned away. His eyes and voice cold as he said; "Okay."

And with that, he walked away, leaving to ponder over everything that he’s just said to , especially the part where I had been listed as Jay’s next of kin. I also watched him walk forward to converse with a few nurses before he slowly walked away while one of the nurses ca forward.

She said softly; "Hello ma’am, I am Nurse Suzan and I am here to take you to Mr Frostclaw."

"Oh!" I gasped and nodded. "Thank you."

I had however just taken a step forward when I suddenly rembered sothing so I turned to the triplets then to Suzan, and asked; "Can they co with ?"

"No, they cannot." She answered imdiately in a tone that signaled finality. "He is in a critical condition and can only take one visitor at a ti."

Oh...

"Okay."

The triplets signalled to that it was fine with them if I went alone, and so with that, I followed Nurse Suzan down the hall until we arrived at a point where she stopped to pull the doors to a hospital room open.

And as soon as I saw the person lying on the bed at the furthest corner of the room, I froze and imdiately, all the color on my face left.

"That isn’t Jarek!" I rasped.

—

"Madam?" The nurse hissed in shock.

"That isn’t Jarek." I said again with more conviction this ti, but for so reason, saying those words that way felt wrong on all levels.

Why?

Because deep down, I knew that it was Jarek. That the corpse-like person lying on that bed was my best friend.

My eyes widened as I took in his overall state, starting from his ruffled moistureless hair to his ashen face that was devoid of any form of color.

His lips were dry, purple-ish and cracked, and sohow, for so reason I couldn’t explain, he looked way leaner than he was only a couple of hours ago.

Oh wait, did I tell you guys about the purple veins now lining his skin like sothing you’d see in horror movie?

Did I tell you about the way his eyes were sunken and hollow, and how his cheekbones were so pronounced you would think he was one of those Egyptian mummies depicted in films?

The sight made my chest hurt so much I could barely breathe, and goddess, I didn’t even know when my knees crashed to the floor until the pain shot through my joint, snapping back to this torturous reality.

My tears filled the corners of my eyes and I couldn’t even hold it back this ti even if I tried.

So I rasped; "What is happening to him?"

At my voice, the nurse stumbled closer, her eyes lowered slightly in sorrow as she murmured; "The silver, madam. It is eating deep into him and chirping away at his organs. We have tried to give him so IVs containing natural nutrients and have even gone as far as helping him to so blood through blood transfusions, but..."

’It is all futile.’ She didn’t have to say the words for to hear it loud and clearly, and I could only cry out from the intense heartache that made feel.

Because this was all my fault.

I couldn’t stop my tears from flowing like a fucking stream as I clutched my chest and cried out;

"Do it! If that is what will save him then do it!"

"Ma’am!"

"The induced coma," I shrieked painfully, "do it!"