Her last wish

Drake’s POV

As I drove toward the hospital, my heart was racing, the road was starting to blur through my tears. The phone call from Jasmine was a shock in itself, but then to hear my grandmother died in that accident had felt like a gut punch that was leaving me hollow and worn out. I hadn't spent enough time with her, hadn't told her enough how much she meant to me after staying away so long. The more miles I covered in his hurry to get to the hospital, the more my guilt chewed me up.

The parking lot now in sight, I parked hastily and fumbled with shaking hands with my seatbelt. I ran inside the hospital, unbothered by the half-curious looks passing patients and staff gave me as I breezed down the corridors. My mind was filled with thoughts of my grandmother. She had a stern, but loving manner, full of wisdom and unwavering strength. It wasn't until recently that I had known how much she meant to me, and now it was too late. She’s gone. My brain couldn’t accept the reality, it was t