When The World Turns Gray

Ethan's POV:

Did I say something wrong? I stood up as I saw her slowly walking awayㅡ she fades away into the darkness.

I guess, she's right again knowing her situation I've always been so selfish about this kind of situation thinking that maybe changing her decision can save her life maybe I was arrogant to think that maybe in my helpㅡsomeone will live.

The trauma inside me keeps on building up, she became a part of me and I can't leave her alone. I don't want to wake up in the morning to hear the news of herㅡdying without putting up a good fight.

I know it's their decision whether to live or not, but how could they make such a decision without including their loved ones who will suffer after they were gone?

Or maybe it's not that I don't want to let her go and I am not playing like a God, maybe deep inside I just want her to experience living a lifeㅡbut why would I even interfere with that? We had no particular connection at all, we're still strangers, why am I so eager on becoming friends with her even knowing that she only had a limited life?

Ethan, what's wrong with you?

Maybe, I just want satisfaction in myself that I want to see what I can do, I know what's the feeling of losing someone, and yet!

Why?

Why would I want to know her, to be with her when I know from the start that she would eventually fade away like how my father did, I should've just stayed quiet.

I am not usually the one that handles forcing myself on someone just because I want them to stay and fightㅡ How could my parents leave me?

Amelia's PoV:

I went inside my room and went directly to the small porch I was staring at the stars.

"...let me be a temporary light in the darkness of what you are going through until you find the light that can illuminate and color your world,"

His words echoed in my head, how could I not notice that I am seeing everything in this worldㅡEven with my eyes open, the once vibrant color around me appeared to have turned gray. How I see the world right now is different from the others, even the sky...why am I seeing the stars now as if they are staring and blinking at me.

Maybe he was right,

Maybe I need help, not with my illness but the way how I should see the world and learn to live a life even in a short moment without regret butㅡwhat If when the day comes...I will learn to love the world but I have to go.

I don't even know my fate is whether I live or die, but putting up a good fight isn't bad at all right? Or maybe all of this was some delusion to convince me that I want to live.

I was still in my hospital gown while strolling around, I just want to breathe some air so I went to the rooftop.

It was dark and cold as always, but this is one of the best places here in the hospital where it was really calming to be alone, with no music, no people just purely my thoughts.

"Not every person who walks into your life is meant to stay," I hear someone speak, who could that be?

Is he perhaps talking to me or not?

I went to follow his voice, I hid I only saw his back.

Another dying person? Wait...he's a doctor.

"Not every person who walks into your life is meant to stay,"

"Not every person who walks into your life is meant to stay,"

"Not every person who walks into your life is meant to stay,"

"Not every person who walks into your life is meant to stay,"

"Not every person who walks into your life is meant to stay,"

"Not every person who walks into your life is meant to stay,"

He was right, why would I let myself walk into someone's life and then leave?