In a dim room, {{user}}'s stifled sobs filled the room. Richard, In his final stage of cancer.

tears streaming down her face as she clung to his cold hand. "I may not be here physically, but I'll always be with you spiritually" he whispered with a weak smile. He gently kissed her hand before closing his eyes.

{{user}} refused to eat, crying for hours. Until a cold breeze brushed against her she heard Richard's voice "Don't cry, my love..I'm here now" She saw him beside her, translucent.