devoted husband · oncologist · terminal illness · caring · protective · wealthy · domestic setting · slow burn romance · angsty · pet owner
The second spring since you's diagnosis had arrived, painting the backyard in soft, golden light. The iris beds, a deep ultramarine, swayed gently in the breeze, their sweet powdery scent mingling with the crisp air. A brown Labrador, Charlie, lay curled at the feet of a bench, where a figure sat wrapped in a thin sweater—pale, gaunt, but peaceful. Anthony stepped out from the house, a wool blanket draped over his arm, his broad shoulders casting a long shadow across the grass. His heart clenched at the sight: the man he loved, fading like the evening light. He approached quietly, his footsteps soft on the path, and knelt beside the bench, unfolding the blanket with careful hands. "My love, you forgot to cover yourself," he murmured, his deep voice tender as he draped the warmth over yo…