Cold in her chest.

Arthur pov.

"She's going to be fine." Astrid said to her nephew as they waited outside the ward where Cornelia was admitted.

Arthur didn't believe what his Aunt had said to him. He was terrified, and tears were already threatening to spill from his eyes.

He tried to hold back his tears, but it was futile.

As Arthur recalls, Cornelia used to talk about her death every now and then, and I would always get angry with her... remembering that she had cancer caused additional tears to fall from my eyes.

I had no idea that the so-called 'Death' was actually coming to take his sweetheart.

Arthur didn't say anything, but he continued to stare at nothing in particular.

Arthur was lost in his own little thoughts and didn't know where to begin or how he could possibly begin what he had in mind.

When I noticed a male doctor come out of Cornelia hospital ward room, I dashed over to him and grabbed his hand."How's... how's my girlfriend's doctor?" I asked the doctor in a broken tone, fearful of