Panic-stricken, Adoma ran off, leaving Carla bawling her eyes out in the rain with Mrs. Borah in her arms.
"Miss…" Mrs. Borah held onto Carla's hand tightly. Blood was oozing from the corners of her mouth, but she still mustered the strength to call out to Carla, "Miss…"
"Mrs. Borah! Don't worry. You'll be fine. You'll be fine! I won't let anything happen to you." Carla quavered as tears trickled down her face. "You can't leave me like this! You're all that I have left… I have no one but you…"
Carla could not imagine a life without Mrs. Borah, who was the last ray of hope in her life that she desperately held onto.
She would rather get shot than let Mrs. Borah sacrifice herself.
"Miss…" Mrs. Borah's eyes were gruesomely wide open, and the tears strewn on her face were washed away by the unforgiving rain. The blood in her mouth made it difficult for her to speak. "You need to live… on…"
"Mrs. Borah…" The next thing Carla knew, Mrs. Borah's hand had gone limp, dropping to the ground.
"Mrs. Borah! Mrs. Borah…" Carla called her name in a trembling voice. "Mrs. Borah! This is not funny at all… Wake up… Wake up!"
To Carla's despair, no matter how urgently she cried for her, Mrs. Borah did not respond and simply lay lifelessly in her arms.
What had been an affectionate, loving, and chubby angel in her life became merely an empty shell.
Overwhelmed with shock, Carla's pupils dilated while her mouth was agape. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs, yet she could not even make a sound.
She could not bring herself to believe that Mrs. Borah, the caring and dependable guardian in her life, had left her forever.
"No…" Carla clung onto Mrs. Borah's cold body, quivering uncontrollably. Looking up at the sky, her vision blurred as she broke out in tears. "Arghhh!"
She sounded like a desolate beast in pain. Her sorrow could not be expressed in mere words.
What have I done wrong? God! Why are you doing this to us?
Crimson stains of blood bloomed like flowers of death on her pristine wedding gown once more. But this time, it was Mrs. Borah's blood.
It should have been me instead!
Eventually, the ambulance arrived at the scene. Paramedics rushed to check on Mrs. Borah, but alas, they turned to Carla with conflicted expressions. "We're sorry…"
Adoma, who stood beside her, was at a loss for words. He had no idea how he could comfort her in such a situation. "I'm sorry… I'm sorry…"
The paramedics continued to talk to Carla about Mrs. Borah, but her mind seemed to be somewhere else. In the end, the paramedics left the scene, leaving Carla and Adoma, who looked at her in sympathy.
Time slowly ticked away, but Carla did not move an inch and clung onto Mrs. Borah helplessly in the relentless rain. Even as the sun set, she did not seem to notice.
Night fell soon after, but the rain was still pouring from the sky.
Though the rain was far from a thunderstorm, Carla had become drenched inside out, and all the blood on her had been washed away.
"Carla, let's bring Mrs. Borah back. She's been in the rain for too long, " Adoma said tentatively.
Those words seemed to wake Carla up from her trance, and she took a closer look at Mrs. Borah, who was in her arms. Wobbling as she stood up while holding onto Mrs. Borah's heavy body, she cried, "I'm bringing you home… Let's go home…"
"Let me help you." Adoma knelt before her.
"Screw off!" Carla shrieked.
Shocked by her sudden outburst, Adoma stumbled backward.
Carla mustered the remaining strength she had to bring Mrs. Borah's body home. However, her body quickly gave in after a few steps when a stinging pain struck her head like a sharp blade.
Carla fell to the ground with a hand on her head and the other firmly gripping Mrs. Borah's hand.
"Carla, what's wrong?" Adoma was terror-stricken and began wailing, "This isn't funny! Don't scare me like this! I-I'll go get the doctor!"
With that, Adoma darted off.
Without any warning, blood began streaming out of Carla's nostrils. Droplets of the warm liquid landed on Mrs. Borah's body as the unbearable pain surged within Carla's body. At the same time, she felt as if a thousand needles were piercing her skull from the inside.
"Arghhh!"
Carla collapsed with her head banging against the hard, cold concrete below. The unyielding rain and ominous dark clouds were reflected in her bloodshot eyes. She, too, could feel the life being sucked out of her…
Her eyelids felt heavier and heavier. Am I about to die too?
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