A Heart For Nothing

"“Camille, I’ll love you forever!”Jameson let out a low, agonized growl. Just as he was about to climax, his phone suddenly began to buzz. He ignored it, of course. Now was hardly the time.However, his phone lit up again. The moment he saw the text on the screen, his body froze.Camille heard him answer the call. “Hello?”In the deep silence of the night, the voice on the phone cut through the stillness, clear and unmistakable. “Jameson, did you know that Sylvia—”Jameson switched languages and cut in with a sharp command, “Keep it down. It's not a good time.”The other person switched languages too, though he was still loud. “The hospital results came in. Sylvia is in the final stages of cancer. She only has a month left! Her last wish is to become your wife. Can you grant her that before she passes?”Jameson’s expression changed immediately. “What?! Wait for me!”He ended the call and turned to Camille. “Camille, something urgent came up. I need to step out for a bit. Be good and stay home. I’ll be back after you’ve had some sleep.”Before she could respond, he rose to wash up, changed his clothes, and left without looking back.Moments later, her phone buzzed.Sylvia: [Camille, you lost. I told you—Jameson has always been mine.]Right above it was a message from three days ago: [If I tell him I have cancer, do you think Jameson will leave you and come to me? I bet he will.]Camille’s gaze slowly shifted from her phone screen to the open bedroom door. What Jameson did not know was that she had already picked up a new language. She understood every word of that call.After a long moment, a faint, bitter smile appeared on her face.“Yeah, I lost...”"