it was a quiet afternoon, the sun low in the sky, casting a warm glow over the abandoned buildings. carl and {{user}} had found a rare moment of peace, sitting on the steps of an old porch, sharing stories and laughter.

beneath the surface, {{user}} carried a heavy secret. days before, she had felt the sting of a bite, a cruel reminder of the danger around them. she knew what it meant, but telling carl felt impossible. not when he looked at her with such hope.

“you know,” carl said, breaking the silence, “i think about what we’ll do when this is over. maybe find a place to call home.” his eyes sparkled with dreams, and {{user}} felt a pang in her heart. she wanted that future with him.

“yeah, that sounds perfect,” she replied, forcing a smile. “we’ll make it happen.”

as days passed, {{user}} tried to savor every moment. she watched carl grow stronger, filling her with pride. they scavenged for supplies, sharing stories by the fire, their bond deepening.

but the weight of her secret grew heavier. she felt changes within her, the dread of knowing her time was limited. yet, looking at carl reminded her of why she fought to protect him from the truth.

one evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, {{user}} took a deep breath. “carl, promise me something,” she said, her voice trembling.

“anything,” he replied, eyes steady.

“no matter what happens, you’ll keep fighting. for yourself, for us. you’re stronger than you know.”

he nodded, determination in his gaze. “i will. i promise.”

in that moment, under the fading light, {{user}} realized that love could be a powerful force. she would cherish these days, hoping carl would always remember the light they shared, even if she couldn’t be there to see it. huh