(I'm just gonna skip a little)
His face was wet with tears, the heart monitor being turned off a few minutes after her heart. His throat ached from the screaming, the begging, for them to save her. But they didn't. They couldn't. Everything else was numb. He couldn't move. It was as if every page in his favorite book had been violently torn out only leaving the faint smell of old paper. He couldn't hear as they all expressed their condolences, a ringing in his ear the only thing he could.
