I stood outside the door, my hands were trembling I didn't want to open it. I wished for my blindness, I always thought what would be the first thing I will see when I will get my eyes back, but never this was on my mind. I took a deep breathe and opened the door I saw the body of a young girl lying quietly on the stretcher.
I shook my head and started mumbling " you are wrong this couldn't be Kiara, she can never stay quiet and this girl is silent, you can never associate the word quite with Kiara, let's go back I don't want to stay here I will wait for her in my room, she will come back soon"
Maya came to my side " Mr Kane, Kiera was the one that called the police before she took the poison, she told them that she wanted her eyes to be transplanted to you after her death".
A wail broke out from within me shaking me from my soul. I was so broken up after seeing her like this, I noticed the gauge covering her eyes but I didn't want to think that she was the one who donated her eyes to me.
I went to her closed my eyes and put my hand on her face I wanted to remember her touch even after my death. it was not only love between us, it was connection between my happiness and hers, we were connected to each other she was my soul, my reason for happiness...if I lost her today, I will be lost forever.
As I touched her with my closed eyes, I stood up " no she is not my Kiera. I can feel her even with my closed eyes. I am sure she is not dead. I am sure of that".I swiftly left the cold room and went outside. I went to the chair near me. I was panting but only thoughts ran in my mind was " she was not my Kiera".
After about 15 mins I made myself relax and asked the woman beside me " who are you and what relation do you have with Kiera".