Derek did not respond to her.
He just kept watching the rescue reporting on TV.
Violet didn't know what to say, so she could only watch the reporting with him.
Just like that, time passed by.
No other news, no progress...
There was even no news of finding out the body.
"Derek, you have to eat something. If you go on with this, you won't be able to bear it."
Violet tried to persuade him again, holding the food that Derek liked, but Derek didn't even look at her.
"Mom, for this time... I would rather you have been acting."
Violet slightly trembled when she heard the word "Acting." She couldn't help but think, was it wrong to deceive Derek?
Not only did it not work as she wanted, but it also made Derek grow to stand aloof from her, and she seemed like losing her son's trust.
"Derek, I won't lie to you anymore. But you need to take some time to get over with Meredith."
"If only you could continue to lie, then she might still have a glimmer of hope for survival."
Twenty-four hours had passed since the accident, so did the prime time for rescue. Even if Derek did not want to admit it, he could only accept it.
Meredith's chances of survival were diminishing.
After Violet left, the room became quiet again. Derek buried his head in the sheets and sobbed in a low voice.
"Why, why you have to break it after giving people a glimmer of hope, Meredith..."
After winning her love back, he lost her again. Even it was he who couldn't bear the pain.
In the empty room, the man's painful voice echoed, like a wounded beast roaring in despair.
...
Meredith felt as if she was floating in the clouds. Her body seemed to have lost weight. It was a strange feeling.
The last image in her memory surfaced. Meredith thought, was she dead?
So that was how it felt to be dead.
She actually didn't feel any sadness or pain.
She couldn't help but think of the acts she had played to get rid of Derek. Maybe lying was karma.
She tried so hard to pretend that she was dead, that she was not alive, and that she did not hesitate to act for so long. In the end, she really died...
Meredith suddenly found it amusing, but she was still thinking about the two people... Her mom, and her baby.
Just off the top of her head, Amelia's face suddenly appeared in front of her, and she seemed to have just heard about Meredith's accident. At this moment, she was crying so hard that she looked ten years older.
Meredith felt a dull pain in her heart. It was all her willfulness that made her mother suffer the pain of loss again.
Parker comforted Amelia from the side. Although he was also heartbroken, he tried to calm her down, and at the same time, he blamed everything on himself.
"It's all my fault. If I didn't let her leave alone... If I didn't..."
Meredith looked at Parker's remorse and couldn't help shaking her head. No, it wasn't...
None of this had anything to do with anyone. If she had to find a reason, it could be that woe was her...
However, no one could hear what Meredith wanted to say. Her fingers passed through the two of them, leaving no trace.
Meredith was a little disappointed, right, she was already dead, she was not alive in this world anymore, how could she talk to them?
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