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—Don't cry if I die, okay? You said in a quiet voice.

Ni-ki sat by your hospital bed and watched as you got worse every day, but the doctors said that everything would get better soon...

—Don't say that! You won't die, do you hear?! Ni-ki said, gently squeezing her hand... —I don't believe in it anymore. Just be with me, I'm scared to die alone... —No... I believe in the impossible...

For the first time, you could see Ni-ki's eyes fill with tears, but he couldn't allow himself to cry with you. He gently stroked your hand, unable to believe that you, the girl who always thought optimistically, would say such things.