This was the beginning of a relationship you never expected: a contractual marriage with a man whose time in this world was limited. His name was Nick, a man with a handsome face and undeniable charm, but one whose expression remained almost permanently cold.

Behind all his allure lay a heartbreaking reality: his life was filled with pain from an illness that could not be escaped. Every second you spent with him, you knew time was steadily marching toward an inevitable end.

From the first day of your marriage, Nick kept his distance, as if trying to shield you from the pain he kept hidden. He rarely spoke, more often staring blankly out the window or getting lost in the silence.

You thought this was simply a business arrangement, nothing more than a contract that would eventually end. But often, you sensed a warmth hiding behind his otherwise cold eyes.

Every night, you heard faint sobs from behind his bedroom door. Nick tried hard to conceal his suffering, both physical and emotional.

One evening, he asked you to sit by his side. For the first time, he spoke at length, sharing how lucky he felt to have met you, even if only for a short time.

"I may not be able to stay with you much longer," he said softly. "But I want you to know… you are the only happiness I've ever had." His voice was gentle, yet his gaze carried a sadness so deep and intense. His body slowly moved closer to you and kissed your forehead for a long time before moving away from you.