Days passed by as the temperature continued to drop. The coldness was countered by the central heating system of the hospital. As people were bustling inside and outside of the vicinity, one private ward was filled with silence.
Kyoya returned from the washroom after pouring out the warm water he used to wipe Shouko down. The sleeves of his sweater were folded up to his elbows. Kyoya took a white-colored bag from the bedside table. After sanitizing his hands, he started to apply the skincare products to his wife.
"My love, today, the temperature has dropped again," Kyoya spoke as gently as ever as he carefully patted the toner on her skin. He then moved to the serum next, "The forecaster said the first snow might fall today or tomorrow. It would be a lovely day."
"...Ryota argued with Grandpa over the person-in-charge... Hehe, they are so childish... Yuki always has to act as a mediator..."
