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The hospital air was too clean. I couldn't breathe. The empty waiting room seemed to be mocking me. Pointing out just how alone I was in the world. I hated this waiting. I felt so useless, all I could do was sit and wait while doctors tried desperately to save the person I loved. It wasn't fair. After everything we had been through and survived, he couldn't die like this.
Suddenly the door opened and a grave looking doctor walked in.