The doctor didn't look very optimistic. He simply shook his head, looking at Margaret. "We can't do anything. She has to endure as long as she can."
Margaret felt helpless. If she had a way to share the pain, she could have; however, this pain and suffering were something no one could share with anyone. All she could do was stay by her side and look after her, and she was going to do so till the end.
"Thank you, doctor," Xander said, his voice deep and remorseful. "Please come with me. I will escort you." He then looked at Margaret, who nodded to him in understanding.
Xander gestured to the doctor before escorting him out politely. When they were gone, Margaret turned and looked into the room. From the door, she could see Brenda lying on the bed, looking a lot weaker and frailer than she was before. She now no longer looked like the iron businesswoman she was once known as.
And that hurts.
