A bittersweet kiss

Felix glanced at the files on his desk in his office, but his thoughts were not focused on the statistics and reports. The weight of the day's events weighed on him, and Marianne's tear-stained face stayed in his thoughts. He knew he had to face the reality of the situation, not only for Marianne, but also for himself.

Felix rose up, unable to focus any longer, and left his office. The corridor lights flickered as he walked to the hospital, the echoes of his footfall reflecting the pain within him. As he entered the room, he looked about, but there appeared to be no one around.

Felix paused for a second before pulling open the door. The gentle creak of the door echoed in the quiet corridor as Felix entered the hospital room. He then moved closer to Emma, and his eyes began to water. He stood before Emma, who was still comatose.

"Mother, I'm sorry," he said, bowing his head in front of the unconscious woman.

The room was silent, interrupted only by the occasional beeping of the devi