"It might not come true if I tell you," he changed his mind leaning away.
"Will you tell me yours if I tell you mine?" he asked and she shook her head.
"It's a secret then." Davian concluded. They shared a small laugh and continued walking.
'Should I tell him now?' Silvia thought. What other time was right when she'll be leaving soon?
"Davian..." she started, quite aware that it might spoil the mood.
"Yes, wife?" he grinned at her and she bit her lower lip. She also liked how it sounded from him.
"I'm leaving." she said anyway. She saw as his happy expression slowly turned into a confused one.
"Huh? What do you mean? I never suspected you were sick," he started examining her worriedly. Her face fell;
"Not leaving this world! I'm not sick," she corrected him.
"Oh," he laughed.
"Then what did you mean?" he asked seriously.
"I'll be going out of the country for a business trip," she explained.
