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Chapter 6
Day.
Clear, light and warmer than at night. The world soars, tears off somewhere, like a whirlwind, not paying attention to what can happen under their very nose.
Citizens are in a hurry, in a hurry, believing that time is not infinite, that you can and do not have time to finish everything you need.
Such ant fuss takes place right up to the time when twilight thickens, and darkness slips along the empty streets, penetrates houses and people's souls.
For two days Dmitry died internally, looking at the suffering of his beloved wife. Every day she felt worse, but tonight, it seemed, she was fading with each passing hour.
On waking, she acted like in a dream, and in a dream, like in a nightmare.
As soon as she lost consciousness, loud moans and screams could not be appeased, she wanted to close her ears and close her eyes so as not to see and hear such horror.
When Anastasia woke up, she hardly understood what was happening and where she was.
Most often, the girl began to cry and ask her family to return, as if now she is not an adult woman who has found her way, her beloved grandmother, the love and happiness of her whole life, but a little girl who sits in the shelter, crying and hoping that everything will work out .
Dmitry periodically ran out of her bedroom, wanting to rush away from all this nightmare. He was hurt and scared, he felt powerless.
At such moments, a good friend Vladimir came to the rescue and, hugging a young man, kept repeating the same phrase: “Hold on, baby, I'm with you.” For a while, this phrase calmed, gave a surge of strength and briskness, which flowed away as quickly as they arrived.
Dmitry felt that he was blown away like a balloon when he saw such a state of his beloved. He understood that prayers no longer work, that no one and nothing will help. The world was losing its former colors.
Deep night.
The city sleeps soundly in its cozy bedrooms, seeing its tenth dreams. Only in one mansion in one room is the dim light from the lamp still shining. Anastasia faded every hour. Perhaps she felt that she was leaving soon, so now not only Dmitry was next to her, but also Vladimir and Sophie, and a tired, but quite active doctor.
They all tried not to speak, because they were afraid to frighten away the calm that they needed recently.
Anya, holding Dmitry’s hand, breathed air through her nose with a slight moan, frowning with tension and torment.
He held her tightly, although he was afraid that if you squeeze these thin fingers a little more, then the bones will break like dry branches.
The young man tried to calm down the trembling, although this did not work out very well, but he tried to hold on, to be strong and calm.
- Dmitry? - whispered Anastasia, attracting the attention of everyone who was in this room.
- Yes? he also answered quietly, raising an attentive but sad look. The girl looked at him with all her seriousness, straining to light cramps in her limbs, which she carefully ignored.
- Remember, I love you. I love Katya. I really love this beautiful world that has given me to you. - She took a breath, holding back something terrible with all her might that she had left.
Dmitry listened to all this, and his face was distorted with pain. Sophie quietly sobbed into the shoulder of Vladimir, who himself tried to hold back his tears.
The doctor bowed his head and closed his eyes.
- Remember to give her the pendant and the box. Do you hear Do not forget ... from ... - Unfortunately, she did not have time to finish.
The attack covered her head. She closed her eyes in agony, her body shuddered in convulsions.
Dmitry held her hand tightly, looking with horror at this picture.
The doctor jumped up, rushed to the patient and began to hold her limbs, believing that this should somehow help.
... to be continued...
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