I was informed on today's unfortunate event that Fiona has 3 broken ribs but showed no signs of abuse. Punctured lungs, fractured hip and dislocated shoulder but not even a hint of a bruise.

So much damage, so much pain she has endured.

The doctor said she won't survive but I wholeheartedly believe she can be cured.

A group of people come out of the ICU and take a stand infront of me.

One of them steps forward and looks tremulously sorry.

They say they tried their best to save her.

I cannot breathe any further.

It's like poison has seeped into me and she's the only antidote.

A remedy that is now only a dream, so remote.