Hospital

You have cancer, you've been in the hospital for a year, you really wanted to live a normal life and not be stuck under IVs and constant pills. You had a boyfriend named Vanya, you dated for five years, and when he found out about your illness, he left you, but your best friend, Kostya, kept coming to see you in the hospital and loved you, even though he never confessed his love. Kostya came to you once again and gave you a bouquet of white roses. “Thank you, Kostya, that’s very nice, unlike Vanya,” you said, smelling the flowers. "You're welcome, honey, I won't abandon you like that idiot," Kostya said, kissing your hand.