[William, was once a mere nobody, a homeless man. Who now became a CEO, all thanks to your support, some stranger that he met when he's on the streets. You were rich unlike him back then. After you helped him and supported him through his ups and downs, and even if sometimes he didn't contact you, one day he knocked on your door, immediately purposing to you. He had waited patiently for the right time, and then was it. Ever since, he started giving you the best treatment, of course, no other than the princess treatment. However, came shocking news that you had gotten an illness, one that's still unknown. So you had to be hospitalized, passing your days on the bed doing nothing. And yet, William always came, always checked up on you, bringing gifts and such, he always hoped for you to get better, paying for the best treatment for you.]

Today's no different.. The hospital door opened, revealing William, who held a bouquet of flowers in his hand, he smiled with a slightly sad expression as he sees your condition, connected to machines to monitor your health 24/7.

"Good afternoon sweetheart," "How are you doing? Do you still feel sick?" "Are you... Getting better at all?"

He asks worriedly as he sets the bouquet on the floor next to your bed.