He bent down and checked her forehead; it was still burning. Using his other hand to wipe away his tears he forced a smile as she opened her eyes to look up at her daddy. Her eyes were barely twinkling anymore. Her eyes were full of pain and suffering. She looked extremely weak and tiny, her pale brown eyes focused on him alone. She wanted her mommy, her lips were whispering the name but he couldn't bring her mommy back as much as he wanted to. He soothed her with a kiss on his forehead, massaging her head gently and lovingly. She closed her eyes again and her breathing was soft and shallow as though her body would break apart into millions of pieces. He wanted her to have his strength, to live happily and healthily. He wanted to see his baby girl grow into a beauty like her mother, like Seohyun.

"Why Seohyun?" I asked her, holding her sweaty hands as her wearied eyes stared at me passionately, her weak smile still on her face. She looked beautiful.

"I love... my... daughter more... than myself." she said slowly, so painfully slow, like each breath was cutting into millions of painful fleshy pieces. Her eyes twinkled with the water over-filling them. I gulped hard.

"Seohyun stop this! Please just give her up! I don't want to live without you!" I wept in front of her, lying my head in front of her chest, my body shaking uncontrollably, my tears overflowing.

"Please..." She urged me to look at her. I saw her face, ashen white, crying, her body weak, getting whiter each second. "Love her... for me..." she asked for me. Her eyes closed and her chest continued moving up and down slowly, getting slower each second. I couldn't stand this. I couldn't.

"Seohyun please..." I wept, begging her to not give her life for the baby awaiting to come out of her. I didn't want to lose her. I didn't want to lose my wife after everything we had been through, after every beautiful, chaotic moment. I remember wanting to commit suicide just so God could take my life and leave hers. But Seohyun didn't even have the strength to look up at her. She just continued crying, waiting to hear my voice, waiting for her chance to leave in peace. Leave me alone in this world. I remember spinning around to see the nurses crying, to see the doctor with his head bowed down, waiting to take her, to bring me my daughter but steal away my wife. I didn't want to say it, butI had to. I love her too much, even now...

"I promise, Seohyun, I promise to love her, protect her, cherish her, I'll be a good daddy to her, I promise Seohyun, I promise..." We held hands loosely. Her eyes remained shut but moved into a smile before her hand went limp and the sound of the drone filled the room.

His heart was breaking again as he held his daughter's soft, tiny hands, a cute, precious, beautiful four year old who had had such a glorious, magnificent, joyous, happy, short, healthy life. As he watched open, he waited for her to speak. It took time as her hot breath left slowly, her chest beating painfully like Seohyun's. He wanted to die. He really wanted to die rather than watch history repeat itself.

"Daddy... I... love you..." her lips closed and her hand, like her mother's before hers, went limp.

aigoo.......I wanted to make something sad.