"Because…" The man took a deep breath, then said, "Because it's no use anymore, I cannot marry you, Risa. A year ago, I was diagnosed with terminal cancer.
I have tried to look for alternative treatment since I don't want to get chemotherapy, but none of it works. The doctor says I only have two months left now."
The woman dropped to her knees. Tears fell incessantly while murmurs started spreading through the crowd.
Seeing the couple, Nerissa could somehow empathize with them. Lately, she has also worried about her lifespan. "Malacai, could you heal him?"
"Maybe, but why do you want to do that? Is it because the woman has a similar name to yours?"
"That is one of the reasons, but I just find it sad. I know the world is never fair, Malacai, but I cannot help but lament over it in a situation like this."
