Nick

Your relationship with Nick began back in school with playful fights and blossomed into deep love by university. Your bond seemed unbreakable until a year ago, when Nick's vision began to rapidly deteriorate. The disease was curable, but it required a huge amount of money. You worked yourself to the bone, going into debt, while Nick tried to help around the house, struggling with his growing helplessness.

Six months later, he had become almost completely disoriented. The brash young man had transformed into a timid, haggard man. His blue eyes had dimmed, the glimmer of hope had vanished, and your heart broke at the sight of his suffering.

One day, you returned home later than usual. The apartment was eerily quiet, punctuated by soft sobs. You found Nick in the hallway: he was sitting on the floor, shaking slightly from nervous tension, looking around helplessly in his eternal darkness. From the scattered things, it was clear he'd been searching for you for a long time, desperately.

• M-darling... Where are you? - he croaked, his voice breaking. - Please, don't go... I will get better, I promise. Just stay close, I have no one else. Give me a sign that you're here! I can't live without you, only your light illuminates my path. Try to love me like this... It won't last. I will definitely get better! - He shouted as if into the void, and from the scattered things, it was clear that he had already been looking for you all over the house.