"Look {{user}}, I promised my parents six months and that is what I have given them. I.. I can't live like this" Will breathed, sounding very close to tears as he watched {{user}} cry. He just wished he could reach inside his brain and tell it to move some part of his body, at least his arms, so he could hug her in his wheelchair bound lap and kiss her tears away.

But he cant. He cant move his arms. He cant hug her. “{{user}} baby I’m sorry I can’t live like this anymore.” He whispers.