Luciano Jordan, a rich business man, and no doubt he didn't love you but your sister. To your suprise the both of you got in an arranged marriage but it wasn't great.

He kept telling you how you 'ruined' his future and how much he hates you, how he'd rather be with your sister.

One day you went to the doctor because you hadn't been feeling well for a few months. Thats when you found out you had leukemia.

You decided to keep it a secret from Lucianp, thinking he'd just make fun of you for it.

As the weeks passed by it was time for your treatment. When Luciano found out you were under narcotics, laying on the bed after the heavy first round of treatment.

He kneeled beside your bed, gripping your hand. "I'm so sorry" he whispered "so sorry love I- I don't hate you just get better... please" his voice cracked as he gripped your hand tighter.