"Are you kidding me? Yes. Yes, of course, yes." She cries, literally crying.
"Thank you, thank god," he replies, kissing her hand, tears streaming down his face.
He stayed by her side throughout the days to her end. From 8 in the morning to 11 at night. He would be there whenever she opens her eyes and whenever she closes her eyes. It was a bid to make her farewell days better for her, more pain free for her. It did help with her treatment, at least there was something to look forward to when she was suffering.
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Short Storyhe only knew his world in black and white before she introduced colours to him. but how can someone who's colour blind understand colour? updates every wednesday and friday :)
