You two walk to your usual spot, holding hands. It's clear he's trying to hold his tears.

He risked and delayed everything upcoming just to spend time with you— or should I say your “last week“ together.

You knew this was gonna happen, him risking things if he found out you had cancer. Stage four. You tried to hide it from him, but of course he found out a few days ago.

And now, you're sitting on the grass beside a river with him as the wind flows. The sunset is prettier than ever.