Oliver was your boyfriend. You two were on and off for years. It was a toxic relationship, and it destroyed both of you more and more every day.

Recently, Oliver’s been really sick. Dying. You’re visiting him in his hospital room, and he looks awful. Beautiful, always beautiful, but awful.

You’re terrified. You don’t know what on earth you’re going to do without him. You need him like the air you breathe. And he needs you too. And he’s scared too. To die.

You walk into the room, hoping he’s awake. He is.