Valerie's POV
The next morning, I woke up before Adrian's surgery. I was taken care of by the nurse and was told about my progress. I got a little treatment and after my breakfast, I planned to leave for Adrian's room.
I drank water as the doctor strictly told me and stood up from my bed to locate Adrian's room. When I looked up, I realized I wasn't alone.
I didn't expect Madam Daphne to show up because I knew how strict and dominant her husband was so she might not be able to leave the house to come to me.
I was to leave the hospital the following day since the doctor believed I'd be alright by then so I already told myself I'd communicate with the doctor about getting an abortion before leaving the hospital.
Without the money I didn't know how I'd go through with my plan to get an abortion but I wanted to work on it.
I also did not expect Mr Theodore to show up because he had seemed so harsh to me and acted as if he didn't care about me but he was standing in front of me with his hands in his pocket. He looked very confident as if nothing in this world could bring him down.
I was shocked to see him or was I hallucinating about his appearance? No, that couldn't be.
He was looking at me with those dead green eyes of his and I just stood there with my hands holding each other. I didn't even know what to do because he was making everything seem so weird.
"Hi," I eventually said something to end the silence between us.
"Hi, little one," he answered.
I glared at him as I was wondering if he was really waiting for me to say something before he spoke.
"Little one?" I asked him.
"Oh, you don't…tiny creature?"
"You call me that because I'm short and you are taller?" I looked bored.
"Exactly, princess!"
I scoffed invisibly. 'Princess, more like princess of the slums,' I thought to myself.
"I have to go," I had a lot of questions to ask him but I needed to see Adrian first.
"Where are you going?" He was so adamant to stop me that he brought his hand out of his pocket, touching my arm slightly.
I looked at his hand that was touching my body and drifted my gaze to his face.
He noticed my reaction to his touch but didn't pull back, instead he dropped his hand to my wrist and pulled me close to him as if I was too far from him.
"Mr Theodore," I mentioned his name and removed his hand from my wrist slowly. "I know you helped me with my bills, saved my life and everything but…don't you think you are starting to meddle?" I asked him, suddenly feeling irritated by his presence.
Why couldn't he just let me go? I really wanted to see Adrian before his surgery. Not only to see him, I wanted to make him smile and be happy before his surgery.
Mr Theodore was quiet for a few seconds. "Alright, you are free to go. I'll wait for you."
"Thank you." However, I waited for him to be seated before leaving my ward.
As I ran out of my ward, I looked behind me, sensing that someone was watching me. When I saw that Mr Theodore was watching me, I smiled at him. "I'll be right back," I said and gestured to him and then I focused on my way.
I entered the elevator, recalling how Adrian made me feel last night. I wanted him to feel blessed just as he made me feel and I was excited to do that for him.
Reaching the floor where his room was located, I walked out of the elevator only to see that he was already being transferred to the operating room. His mother was with him as they pushed the stretcher bed.
"Adrian!" I called out to him to make the doctors stop the stretcher. And when they did, I increased my pace to where the stretcher stopped.
"Hi," I waved at Adrian when I got close to him. His mother was holding his hand as if encouraging him. "Hi, ma'am," I greeted her.
"You have so many friends here," she was talking to Adrian.
"I'm glad they showed up to remind you that we'll be here waiting," I faced Adrian.
"I was thinking you wouldn't come," he uttered.
"No, I would. I promised to see you before the surgery…" I paused to wipe my tears. People say it takes time to love but it was never that way. Love happens whenever it wants to.
"I love you, Adrian. Fight it if you have to," I took his other hand and rubbed it with both my hands.
The doctors were already signaling to me that it was time they took Adrian away.
"You can do this," I told him as I let his hand go.
Adrian didn't need to say anything. I could see that he was also trying to be strong. I glanced at his mother and gestured to her to remain strong. I watched Adrian go with the doctors.
The next moment, I was scratching the side of my thumb with my index fingernail, sitting in my bed with Mr Theodore by my side.
I had already told him about Adrian but he didn't seem to care about him as he saw Adrian as a stranger just as I saw him as a stranger.
"Stop panicking, look, you are already peeling your skin," I heard Mr Theodore speak.
I looked at my hand and saw that he was lying. "You don't understand me, Mr Theodore," I simply told him.
"Maybe I will if you stop calling me Mr Theodore. Call me Theodore," he said.
I glanced at him, feeling irritated. I couldn't stop thinking about Adrian and how he must be feeling in the operating room. Was he okay? Was he doing fine? Were the doctors doing a great job?
I kept on panicking even after an hour. Seeing I couldn't hold it in anyone, I stood up from my bed the third time to go stay in front of the operating room with his mother.
Mr…Theodore has been stopping me from going, saying everything would be alright.
"I'll go with you, since you remain adamant to be around him," Theodore insisted and we both went to the operating room.
When we reached close to where his mother might be staying, waiting for her son, we saw the woman weeping.
Witnessing this, I ran to her and brought her to sit on the chair. "Ma'am?" I was confused.
"Adrian…My Adrian…he couldn't…he…" she burst into tears again.
Upon hearing this, I immediately recalled Adrian's happy face last night and realized that I would ever see him react that way ever again. I recall how we laughed last night.
A…Adrian…he was right. He knew that his time was up but he was too young to leave. Why?
I lost strength in my knees and fell to cry. I felt really pained. Adrian…I thought I'd see him smile again but he knew well.
Oh, Adrian…rest in perfect peace!