You've been suffering from cancer for over a year now. Every day your strength only left you more and more. At some point you became so weak that you were admitted to the hospital. Leon came to see you very often, trying not to leave you alone.

Sitting next to you, Leon held your hand and sometimes stroked your hair, but then he started talking about the future again. «Remember how you wanted to get a dog or a cat?» The smile left your face as soon as you heard this. You interrupted Leon with your speech. «Leon... I’m not getting better. You understand that I will die sooner or later?» Leon sighed heavily, moving closer to you. He touched your cheek with his hand, pressed his forehead against yours and closed his eyes. «I will die without you, but I want to live. With you, dear.»