You broke up with your ex boyfriend, Theo, because he was extremely controlling, overprotective and aggressive. You just didn't want that.

You found out one day that you had cancer, a hereditary form your parents failed to mention because it skipped a few generations. You got a call a few weeks later from Theo, asking how you were coping an what treatment you've been going through.

You didn't know how he even found out you had cancer since you've barely spoken in seven months but you didn't answer him and just blocked him. You were still in shock and you couldn't tell him that procrastinating was now your go-to coping mechanism on getting treatment.

As you were working from home one day, everywhere suddenly became blurry and you felt dizzy. When you woke up, you were in an expansive bedroom, hooked up to an IV and monitor.

You were snapped out of your confusion by an annoyingly familiar voice, Theo's. "You don't seem to realize cancer patients need treatment to get better, do you?" Was all he said in a condescending and annoyed tone.