Capítulo 1: Chapter 1
I was sitting in my room when there was a knock on the door. Mom came inside; she was fully dressed and had a bag in her hand, as if she was going outside. She came and sat beside me on the bed.
"Amanda, I am going outside. Do you want to come with me? I can wait for you to get ready. We will enjoy," Mom said, placing her hand on my shoulder.
"No, Mom, I don't want to. You can go," I replied coldly, not feeling like going outside to meet her friend.
"Um, okay. I will not force you, baby, but have lunch on time," she replied before leaving the room.
I looked in her direction until she left.
"Great, Mom. I know where you must be going," I said to myself, wiping the tears that were continuously coming from my eyes.
"Be strong, Amanda," the words of my dad echoed in my ears.
[Flashback]
"I can't live with you like that. I need a divorce!" Mom shouted, and Dad replied, "Mia, what are you saying? Try to understand me."
But it all went in vain. Mom did not want to understand him; she shouted back at him, "You can't force me to live with a loser like you. Leave me!"
"Mom, please don't say that. We both love you. Don't leave us," I pleaded.
"Amanda, don't speak between. It's not your matter!" Mom shouted at me and went to her room.
"Dad, what will happen? Will Mom leave us?" I asked, looking at him. I found him holding his heart tightly, struggling to stand straight.
I ran towards him, held him, and shouted, "Dad, are you okay?" I made him sit on the sofa, fetched a glass of water from the kitchen, and made him drink it. Then I ran towards Mom's room, knocked the door, and said hurriedly, "Mom, please come. Dad's condition is not good. He is lying on the sofa."
"Okay, come with me," Mom said, and we went to the living room where Dad was lying on the sofa, helpless.
Mom tried to wake up Dad while I called the ambulance. The ambulance arrived, and we made Dad lie on the stretcher. The ambulance driver helped us get him inside, and we reached the hospital. The doctor took him to the ICU. After some time, the doctor came out from the ICU.
I ran towards the doctor and asked with teary eyes, "Doctor, what happened? Is my dad okay?"
"He had a heart attack. His condition is not good; he is unconscious. We are trying our best. The next 12 hours are very important for him. Pray for him," the doctor suggested before going to his room.
I looked at Mom, hoping to see her looking at me with pure shock. I sat on a nearby chair, frustrated, holding my head while tears continuously dropped from my eyes. Mom came towards me and sat on a chair beside me.
"Amanda, don't worry. He will be okay. Don't cry," she said.
"Mom, why did you hurt him? Look at his condition. It's because of you he had a heart attack. Mom, are you listening to me? He is in danger," I replied, and Mom's voice became loud.
"Ma'am, this is a hospital. Please don't shout here," the nurse said to me as she passed by.
I turned my face in another direction while Mom took a cellphone from her bag and went outside the hospital.
"Still, she doesn't care for him," I said while looking at her walking outside.
After some hours, I was sitting on the chair, leaning my head against the wall, with my eyes closed. Mom was sitting beside me.
"Who is Amanda?" the nurse asked me.
"I am Amanda," I replied to the nurse.
"Your dad woke up and he wants to see you. Come with me," the nurse said. I stood up from my chair and followed her to his room.
After she opened the door, I went inside Dad's room.
"Amanda," Dad looked at me and said my name.
"Yes, Dad, I'm here," I said, walking towards his bed. I sat beside him.
"Dad, you'll be alright, don't worry," I said, holding his hand.
"Amanda, I don't know if I will be with you or not, but you have to promise me. You will take care of yourself, no matter if I am with you or not. And you will not leave your mom, ever. Promise me, Amanda," Dad said, tears visible in his eyes.
"Dad, don't say that. We will go home. Don't say that," I pleaded.
"Amanda, first promise me," he insisted.
"Okay, Dad, I promise I will take care of myself and won't leave Mom alone," I said with a light smile, wiping tears from Mom's cheeks.
"My brave Amanda, good girl," he replied with a smile.
"You still care for her. What she had done to you, why Dad, why?" I asked again.
"Amanda, forget what happened. You have to care for her and be on her side. What she had done was maybe not only her fault," he replied again.
"What do you mean by that, Dad?" I asked him again.
"Dad groaned while holding his chest.
"Dad, are you okay?" I asked him.
"Amanda, my time has come. You take care of yourself and your mom," he replied.
"Dad, you have to fight. You can't leave us like this," I said as he struggled to breathe.
"Amanda, baby, don't cry. You have to be strong. You have to live happily after me. Don't cry," he said to me as I shook my head in disappointment.
"Dad, I can't lose you, Dad. You will be alright, I know it, and then we will live together. Wait, I am calling the doctor," I said to him, trying to stand up.
After some time, the doctor came to check on Dad. His eyes were fully closed, and he was breathing with struggle. The line of Dad's heartbeat went straight, and his breath stopped.
"Doctor checked him for some time and turned towards me.
"He is no more," the doctor said, placing his hand on my shoulder.
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