Until Your Heart Stops の小説・ストーリー

Too perfect. "I... I am fine Sir " June whispered. Her voice was weak. She gripped the edge of the desk. The wood felt solid. It felt real.. When she looked at her left arm she saw a faint pulsing purple line under her skin. It was fading,. It was there. "Focus, June " Arthur said. He leaned down so only she could hear. He tapped her exam paper with a finger. "The Heart is super important. If the blood stops flowing the whole system fails. You know this better than anyone."

I stared at Wilson as if the world had suddenly tilted. The noise of the restaurant faded again, the chatter of guests and clinking of glasses dissolving into the background once again. The whole world stood at a stand still just for us. The only thing I could hear was Wilson’s breathing… it was uneven, desperate, begging “I love you.” The words hung between us My throat tightened. For months I had tried to bury everything connected to Vegas. Russell. Wilson. Them……

dear fate, is that how you treat my fragile heart? All Hearts !!

It felt like they were debating. " What do you want me to do? " Aaron asked as he banged his head table." I can't keep myself away from her. The thought that maybe she would never be mine literally kills me. " Aaron banged his head on the table. " I know that feeling when I was crushing over Ava. But trust me, everything will fall in place. " Hope said." Start executing the plan right away. " Hope smirked. Next day, Irise practically ran towards her neighbour's door. Aaron seemed the first person on her mind to whom she wants to say this news first.

I knew I had to stop him before he got very close; And come new year's eve, I'd put a full stop to that heart that only beat for evil. ***

“I’m so… so sorry.” The pain intensified. And then her heart gave one final, faltering beat. And stopped.

In these critical moments, time feels oddly distorted, each second both fleeting and eternal. Suddenly, as if someone had turned off a switch, an eerie silence envelops the room. The machines that moments before cried out in warning now emit only one continuous, unwavering sound. It's the dreaded flatline, a sound that signifies the heart has stopped beating, echoing ominously around the sterile hospital room. The gravity of the situation hits me, a relentless wave of reality crashing over hollow support. I'm losing her. It's a truth that shakes me to my core, leaving me breathless and desperate for air.

My heart stopped. "Aurora?"