Loretta May's head was spinning. "No, no, no..." she kept shaking her head, her eyes were brimming with unshed tears. It was like she was afraid that if she sheds a tear the words Claw said would become a reality. And she couldn't have that becoming a reality. She loved him way too much, he was her life. She had kept herself for him, she had done everything she had done up to that point for him, for this opportunity to build a life with him. But there he was, the reason of her being shattering her life in a million pieces without blinking an eye. Was everything all for naught? Was everything she had ever done for him all for nothing?
She couldn't accept it, but she was jolted back to reality when she heard a pocket knife flipping open next to her ear. "If you don't, I'll have to do it myself" Claw said playing with the knife infront of her eyes. Loretta felt a chill down her spine and the heater in the house stopped working and she got enveloped in coldness. She knew Claw never went back on his word, he would surely do what he said he would. There was no use throwing a tantrum with him because that would just make him more ruthless.
"Miss Thunder, the doctor will see you now" Loretta May was pulled back from her reverie by the receptionist's sharp judgmental voice. Ofcause she had to give in a fake name and a fake ID, she couldn't afford this being found out, especially by her father. Her father was a scary man.
She took a deep breathe and followed the nurse.
On the other side David Snyman was struggling to finish up the paper work at the nurse's station of the emergency ward. It just dawned on him that he truly knew nothing about his Sweetness. Not even a name let alone age or allergies, nothing. He kept staring at the patient's file that was empty. When she went through her withdrawal, she always came by herself to get medication and other things and thus he didn't know what she wrote on the forms or even whether she remembers her name and age. He had gotten used to calling him Sweetness and thus never asked her again after the first day they met.
David sighed and left the form unfilled and just directly paid for the emergency treatment. He used his last money, he looked at his empty wallet and bitterness filled him. It was just the beginning of the month, and it was winter thus not many things could be planted during this time. It was going to take him another two or more moths to start making money again. The owner of the farm wouldn't pay him for just coming to take out the weeds, he was paid according to how the farm performed. Now they only had onions and some small green plants that weren't selling so much.
David had used his life's savings to save Bailey when he found her six months ago, and her drug treatment medication burnt a whole in his pocket. The previous month he had started saving again for the winter and now this accident just took everything again. His heart ached but it didn't hurt as much as the look he saw in her eyes when he tried proposing to her. Sweetness truly had no feelings for him.
His heart couldn't stop hurting as he thought about it, it was truly brutal. But he knew that love wasn't something he could manufacture out of her. Love was a choice, she had to choose to love him.