Erwan wiped his tears as he accompanied Arlina's body being pushed into the operating room. His heart felt heavy.
"I am at peace with you, my dear. Promise me you will be strong. Fight," he murmured softly as he kissed her pale, closed face.
For a while, he was transfixed in the central surgery waiting room, then decided to leave.
"I'm going there first, Mom," he said goodbye to his mother-in-law who was sitting on a chair in the hospital corridor not far from the surgery room. The elderly woman seemed to be constantly wiping her cheeks. Her lips always trembled, softly reciting prayers for the safety of her beloved youngest daughter.
"Yes," she replied with a weak nod.
Erwan walked sluggishly, his eyes focused on the signpost. He was looking for the prayer space. He needed to speak t
