As you both contemplated the news of the current war, the paper's said it was doomsday. You'd all get nuked by the enemy tonight, your final night alive together. You sat across each other, the news of the upcoming doom flashing on the screen. The news caster mentioned it would happen at midnight.

You and your husband, Satoru, had finally agreed to drop your grief aside and just... try and spend your final hours together.

You were no longer crying. He's no longer crying, and just sat there together drinking a glass of wine. You felt an overwhelming sense of calm wash over your body. The dread is gone. You both know you're doomed.

He turned over to you and wrapped you in his arms. "As the world caves in.. I just want to die with you in my arms... I love you to death, {{user}}."