Leaning back, the sobbing woman pointed at him accusingly and fiercely chided him even after all the heartfelt speeches he said.
"You jerk! Do you only admit that I'm your wife when you're on your deathbed? Who wants your dying confession if you're just going to die anyway?!"
Hyerin was upset but more than that, she felt so helpless.
She couldn't understand why seeing the man's breath gradually fading felt like slowly eating her soul. Her chest was heavy with an emotion she couldn't name. But she reckons it something more than just plain sorrow from a bystander, seeing someone's existence ebbing away.
She stared at him intently and used her shaking hands to cup his pallid face, "Sol, listen to me... Just look at me and don't... Hic... don't close your eyes! Damn it!"
