Tears being cried.
“What’s wrong?” he asks.
Wipes the tears off her face.
“I’m not well.” she answers.
“I’ll take care of you then.” he tells her.
Pulls her into his arms.
“I’ll always take care of you, you know that right?” he asks.
“Yeah, but this is out of your hands.” she says with tears rolling down her face again.
“Hey, look at me, you’re my one now and forever, whatever it is, I’m here.” he assures her.
“There’s nothing you can do about it.” she cries.
“What do you mean, what’s the matter?” he asks.
“I’m dying.” she reveals.
His heart sinks.
Tears stream down his face.
They embrace in tears.
Life.
Heartache.
Powerless.
