"Here." Logan said, passing a small card to Zoey's face.

"What's that for?" Zoey asked, giving Logan a stubborn look.

"For paying your own bills." Logan said, throwing the card on her, "I can't have a wife, that can't pay her own bills." Logan said, walking upstairs.

"Why are you being nice?" Zoey said, standing up from the couch, stopping Logan's tracks.

"Like I said, I can't have a wife, that can't pay her own bills." Logan said, giving Zoey one last look before walking upstairs.

"I can pay my own bills." Zoey said, walking towards Logan who stopped walking on the stairs, "I don't need your money."

Logan getting irritated by Zoey's attitude, "Just keep the card, not like I need the stupid card anytime soon."

"Why are you always talking like someone that is going to die the next day?" Zoey finally spoke up, feeling free in her heart.

Logan scoffed, "Do I really talk like someone that's going to die tomorrow?" He walked towards Zoey.

"Yes, like every single time,are you depressed or something?"

"Of course, I'm depressed everyday, Zoey."

"Do you want us to talk about it, even if we are mortal enemies?" Zoey said softly.

"Zoey,do you think I hate you?" Logan asked, looking into Zoey's eyes.

"I notice that everyday, it's shows,you hate me." Zoey said.

"I don't hate you,I can't hate you.. what do I get for hating you when I have-"

"When you have not much time." Zoey cut in, sighing heavily, "I know,are you dying or something or you are suffering with something,I need to know?"

"Do you know why I got married to you?"

"Because your family needed a heir."

"Do you know why my family needs a heir so early?" Logan asked as Zoey shook her head, "Because I'm their only son and they don't have hope in me."

"Hope in you? In what way?" Zoey asked, looking into Logan's eyes, looking for answers.

"That I can't live longer." Logan said making Zoey widened her eyes.

"Live long?" Zoey laughed, "Who are you kidding? You are looking this fresh and your parents thinks you won't live long." Zoey laughed.

"Zoey,I don't even know the reason why I'm telling you this but I think you need to know." Logan said.

"Logan,stop scaring me...you can't die, your parents just want you to get married early because you stubborn." Zoey joked.

"Zoey, listen to me.. I don't think I can live that long." Logan dropped the bombshell.

"Are you joking? You are starting to sound so serious." Zoey said, acting serious, looking at Logan.

"Who jokes about death, Zoey?"

"But, you don't look like someone who's suffering from that much thing?" Zoey said, touching his shoulders.

"That's what they call; money speaking..my parents spent half of their money for my illness."

"But, what happened? How did you get illed?" Zoey asked looking worried.

Logan scoffed, "My grandmother,I have terrible illness."

"But.." Zoey looking shocked,as tears filled the brim of her eyes, "It can be cured right?"

"But nothing,now that you know,do you want to give me the divorce papers in your box?" Logan said.

"What!?" Zoey said.

"I'm ready to sign the divorce papers in your box," Logan said.

"Logan," Zoey said softly.

"Oh, Zoey don't act dumb with me, I saw the divorce papers in your box, you have already signed the papers, I guess it's my turn."

"Logan,I don't want to divorce you." Zoey said as she continued to shake her head.

"Why? Because I look pitiful in your face now." Logan said.

"No," Zoey shook her head as a drop of tear fell down from her eyes, "I regretted doing that,I was stupid then, Logan."

"Then why?"

"I love you since childhood," Zoey confesses, she didn't know why she did that but she wanted to do it, knowing now that Logan doesn't have much time to stay, "You always save me from bullies, I always wonder, why you bullied me when we got married?"

"Zoey,why now? Is it because of you already know my time on earth?"

"Logan, it's because everything,I made a mistake and I regretted it.. I believe you can still stay on earth, Earth isn't that bad, just have faith, okay?"

"Zoey,you can change what has already been written?"

"Aren't you scared to die?" Zoey yelled, crying.

"Who isn't scared to die? No matter, how you know the time of your death, you are still scared of dying.. I mean, Zoey who are you kidding? Everyday, I always think, I'm ready to die, but who am I kidding?"