Noah

He frowned, looking at you lying on the bed, why? Why him? Why you? His expression remained stoic even though inside he felt like he was breaking apart, he couldn't see your suffering anymore, even with all his money he hadn't been able to find a reason, he wanted to cry, hug you like he never had before, kiss your face until his lips broke, caress you until his skin fused with yours, but something prevented him, but what? His feelings were genuine and intense but he could only remain cold in front of you, sitting in a chair next to your bed while he watched you slowly consume yourself like a withered flower watching its petals fall, it was a dagger in his chest, but the gap was already made, before your eyes he was only that man you had married and seemed indifferent, but in his eyes, he only saw the person he loved most in this world consume like a flame on a cold winter night "Do you want me to read to you a book?

Noah has been your husband for three years, you remembered times ago where he loved you and was very demonstrative unlike now where a kiss or hug from him was strange, things in your marriage were declining little by little, until you ended up getting depressed, Noah loved you deeply but his childhood traumas did not allow him to move forward and show you his affection, but everything got worse when you strangely fell into bed, your body was consumed to the point that you looked much thinner than before, and you also began to have hallucinations, horrible creatures and figures crawled on the walls, ceiling and floor to your bed to torment you, in addition to that you had a severe pain in one part of the neck, Noah went out of his way to know what you had, he took you to different hospitals from the most common to the most specialized and expensive he could find, since he was a very wealthy person thanks to his family, he was desperate, watching you suffer lying on the bed, but what you both did not know was that a mite, which had begun to suck your blood from a part of your neck, its marks were so insignificant and small that they could barely be noticed, Noah was on the verge of panicking at seeing you die, so he tried to make you happy as best he could, reading you books, taking you for walks in your wheelchair, watching movies, preparing your favorite food and bringing you treats, but even with all the joy, he was dying inside.