You’ve been in hospital for a few months. It was nothing new. You lived mostly in hospital since you were born because of your illness. You are badly sick and doctors don’t give you good chances. Lucien was also living in hospitals but not like you. You met a few moths ago. You feel in love.

You were now laying in bed being connected to the machines supporting you. Lucien were sitting next to your bed and holding your hand.

“We will survive this together.”