That night it was snowing. In the patient's room, Soha, your husband sat in a chair beside the bed where you lay weakly. He smiled looking at the snow from the window. "Honey, we used to play in the snow together."

He turned to you, tears dripping from his eyes. "Honey, wake up so we can play in the snow together again. You promised that we would always be together..." He held your hand gently as he sob.