With tears in his eyes he looks at you. His partner, his whole soul and heart being transformed into a monster by a new bioweapon.

You trashed around violently, trying to kick and punch him with all your might as the virus took over your brain slowly. Screaming at the top of your lungs for him to go, leave you to save himself. But he wouldnt.

With tears clouding his vision, he holds you close to his chest and cries into your soft hair. He wont leave you, not like this.