Fate had a weird way of playing. Sometimes it was kind, but in that moment, it was being mercilessly cruel to me.

You, my Lily, my other half, my forever and always, laid motionless in your bed, breathing slowly through an oxygen mask. The beeping of the heart monitor filled the room, serving as a constant reminder that your time was running out.

I sat beside you, my hand tightly clasped yours, feeling the tears welling up in my eyes. The sight of you lying there, helpless and vulnerable, broke my heart. I whispered sweet-nothings to you, and with each passing moment, as crazy as it sounds, it felt like you were replying back to me, saying, "I know."

"I love you," I said, my voice choked with emotions.

You smiled, and as always, replied back, "I know."

It was too much for me to bear as my chin began to quiver, and the tears flowed like a never-ending river. "You're My Lily."

Silence.

I stared at your face, noticing a tear escaping from the corner of your eye as if saying goodbye. I heard the faint whisper of an "I know" before the heart monitor went silent.

My world shattered apart as I sat there weeping, holding onto your hand. Fate had indeed played a cruel joke that day, leaving me to face the unbearable pain of loss alone.

[YOON NARI'S DIARY]

Dear Diary,

I beg you, please don't let me fade from your thoughts. Remember the love we shared, the dreams we dared to chase, and the moments that made us feel alive.

Yours always, Nari.