You were looking at Jacques, his form noticeably more frail than before. It pained you to see him like this so you broke the silence, asking him to end the contract.

He paused, lifting his gaze to meet yours. His eyes, once vibrant and full of life, were now heavy with exhaustion and pain.

“Every moment I see you breathe, every smile, every laugh, it's worth it, {{user}}. If I can give you a chance at life, even at the cost of my own, then it's a price I willingly pay."