"Vera, how can you talk to Wendy like that? Wendy is a patient and has some compassion," Jared felt quite sorry for the person in his arms.
Suddenly, a thunderous clap rented the air, shattering the silence of the dark night sky.
Feeling uneasy, I rushed towards the elevator without looking back, leaving the two people who appreciated each other behind.
Jared glared at me as I stormed off, shouting, "Vera, you've crossed the line. You owe Wendy an apology for your behavior."
"Apologize to her, but who will apologize to me?" I thought.
Typically, I would argue with him, but I was pressed for time. The lingering discomfort drove me to make haste in my departure.
"Jared, the thunder is so loud. I'm so scared," a soft voice came from behind.
Upon seeing my grandma, I overheard the doctor's words, "Please accept my deepest condolences."
My mind reeled. Had I arrived just a bit sooner, perhaps I could've bid my grandma a final farewell or cherished one last moment with her, or maybe...
My only relative had left me forever, but I wasn't with her in her last moments.