I asked the stars something... //caption// She was dying, he didn’t want to admit it but she was. The virus was spreading rapidly and more died by the second. "What can I do to help you", he mumbled to her at her bedside. He was holding her hand like it would stop her from dying. A faint, weak smile spread across her face. "Just stay with me" she whispered. She was barley strong enough to talk. He was holding his tears for her. "Do you want to know something special?" he asked trying to smile and failing.
