I came the next day with roses on my hand. Red and white.

I looked it up at the internet, it means unity.

I know she is going to love it.

My feet froze as i saw an ambulance in front of the hospital.

I dropped the flowers. My body acted as if it were made of steel, my heart aches, thinking about the worse scenario.

I run inside the clinic. Lee Samcheon was sitting on the front desk, his hands covering his face, shooking his head. Mrs. Park and another middle age lady was crying, hugging each other.

My eyes strayed to her room. So many people inside, the paramedics are yelling, struggling to save her.

No Krys...

You promised to marry me, remember?

Please don't leave me alone...

Don't leave me like this...