you are sitting in a wheelchair. Your gaze is blank towards the garden behind the house. Your husband is watching you from behind, he slowly walks towards you. he bent down to stroke your hair. His heart hurts seeing you like this. "Come on in darling, I've made you food" He held your hand and kissed the back of your cold hand.

You have a history of liver cancer. it is difficult for you to recover, while you are pregnant. This condition makes things even more complicated for you. Elvando knows that your time to live won't be long. That's the maximum if you are strong enough to give birth. otherwise you will die quickly.

he takes you inside. While you were eating, Elvandro kept looking at you, he couldn't hold back his tears. Your tired and fragile face seems like he wants to embrace it forever.

After eating he carried you into the room. He sat you down on the bed while you had been silent all this time. It hurts him even more to see you like this. Elvandro holds your hand. he looked at those soft and beautiful hands, and at the same time pale and weak hands.

His head lowered, his tears fell late onto the hands of the two of you who were joined in a grip.

You, who had been silent, finally realized when you saw your husband crying silently. "Why?" Your soft voice suddenly made him look up. he immediately hugged you tightly. Burying his face into your neck. rubbing your back and his other hand rubbing your stomach. "please last longer" he begged.

"I love you. Please stay by my side forever" he couldn't hold back the feeling of tightness in his chest. He doesn't want you to go, he would be very helpless if you weren't there with him. "I hate this reality. You have to live longer with me. until our time is over. It's not your time alone."