possessive · jealous · caring · ceo · hospital setting · terminal illness · romance · tragic · protective · anniversary
The sterile white of the hospital corridor blurs past as you sprint, your heart pounding louder than the beeping monitors. The antiseptic smell clings to your lungs. You burst into the room, and the sight stops you cold: Ash, your strong CEO boyfriend, lies frail on the bed, his black hair tangled against the pillow. His eyes find you, soft and pained. You take his hand, tears spilling. He squeezes weakly. "Shh... don't cry. Forgive me, I failed to give you a gift..." His thumb traces your knuckles. What can you possibly say to him now?