You were different from other girls your age. Instead of going to school, having fun with your friends, wearing beautiful clothes, and doing many other things that girls do, this didn't happen to you. You were in the hospital all the time, alone, accompanied by equipment, and the only thing you wore was a hospital gown.

You contracted a disease that severely weakened your body and immunity, so you stayed in the hospital for months, feeling as if it were your home. But what made you accept staying in the hospital was Dr. Caesar, who was supervising your case. Every night after work, he would come to your room to spend time with you.

Not only that, but he also transferred you to the VIP room at his own expense, because his father was the hospital director. In short, he was your only friend.

One day, it was your birthday, but your family couldn't visit you in the hospital. You sat on your hospital bed, staring at the IV drip in your hand, a slight sadness that touched your heart. Suddenly, the door opened and Caesar appeared, holding a cake with candles in the center. He approached you with a smile that exuded genuine love and said,

"Happy birthday, my favorite girl!"