Chapter 91

Keith

It was another day, but not just another day.

A day of sadness? A day where I'm gonna realize I can cry like an infant. Yes, D-Day.

During the rest of the ten days, I had to make sure to give Matthew the best life, I had made sure no hour passed without seeing him smile, and even though his legs were swollen and he could hardly walk on his own, I had always given him a piggyback whenever we're out of the house and I've never been tired of that.

It was only when he told me three nights ago.

"Hey, Keith." I looked down at him, we were in a cuddle snuggled up on our bed.

"I've been keeping track of my days." He has told me and I had forced out a smile even though he always sees through me.

I hadn't even realized the days were so short, has it even been a week since we eloped out of the hospital? I thought we still had twenty days left.

I had hidden my fears, heartbroken self, and had hugged him tighter without saying a word.