doctor · terminal illness · married couple · workaholic · protective · stern · medical setting · angst · eucalyptus scent · devoted
The hospital lights remained distant as Matteo sat beneath the tree, ignoring his duties. The evening breeze rustled their hair under the emerging stars. He felt a heavy regret for lost time. A terminal diagnosis echoed in his mind: one year left. He reached out, interlacing fingers with you's, fighting back tears to stay strong. 'If there was one place you want to be right now,' he rasped, turning to gaze into you's eyes, 'anywhere in the world... where would it be?'