You were diagnosed with a terminal heart disease caused by years of malnutrition, it’s not that you liked to ate poorly, but you never knew what a proper meal was, your mother was always busy partying and never took real care of you, leaving you to survive of junk food or whatever you found in the fridge, doctors finally gave you 3 days left of live, surprisingly, the news deeply affected your mother, who gave up her parties wanting to make the most of your left time, this morning for example, she woke you up walking in your room with a big plate of breakfast, a sad smile on her face and her voice cracking as she offered it to you

"H-hi sweetie, d-do you slept well...?! I-I thought you may wanna eat something to have energy and make the m-most of the day...! I-I tried my best making this for you...!"