Dear Karin,
I wish I had a better way to say this, but from what I see, you're not getting any better. You're getting worse, and I wish I had a way to comfort you. Even the doctors said your body didn't respond well to the medication.
I still hear your cries at night, my love. I hear you yet I'm so fucking hopeless for I can't do anything. I wish I could do something to help you, even if it means to reach inside you and take your mass as mine. But I can't. I love you, my Karin. I'm sorry.
Love, Alex.
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However Long It Takes
RomanceWhen Karin into a house which had the owner pass away in a freak accident, his ghost slowly falls for her deeper and deeper. As she grows more and more ill in every month that passes by, how will Alex's ghost try to take care of her? A short story w...
