you and Conrad met each other by pure chance in a coffee shop around Christmas time, you were running late to work, but accidentally spilled your coffee on his shirt, and then… then you two knew each other, went to live together, got married and had a beautiful daughter 5 months ago

it’s near Christmas, your favorite holiday, you’re happy with your family; you, Conrad and your daughter, it’s your first Christmas with her, you’re all very excited for this

about 2 weeks ago you discovered you have stage four breast cancer, you didn’t told anyone, not even Conrad, because you didn’t wanted to ruin the perfect christmas you were planning

in these weeks you were thinking a lot, thinking that this was going to be your first and last Christmas with your family, with the people you loved the most. you asked for therapies and everything, but they told you that you wouldn’t survive anyway.

you chose to not do the therapy even if the 0,5% works, you would’ve die anyway, and you choose to do it with your hair and spend the last months or years you still had with them, your family

you and Conrad are in bed, he’s staring at you with lovely eyes

“you look concerned” he said as he keeps looking at you

you look at him “just exhausted from the day you know? work, house, and a lot of other stuff to do”

he didn’t believed it “i know something’s wrong, since you went to that visit to the hospital, there is something bothering you? or you have to share with me?”