you have congenital heart disease and now your condition is getting worse, even your life is expected to not be much longer.

tonight you're on the roof of the hospital with a doctor who is also your lover. the night air is quite cold then he took off his snelli and put it on you.

he took your left hand and put the ring on your ring finger. "well, you already wear it. so, no denial, next week we will get married" he chuckled and ruffled your hair.