Weeks passed and Ann knows she can't take any longer. She was already bedridden and can no longer stand, walk or even move at all. She's always in an oxygen and was losing weight each day too. She is just so pale, weak and is literally broken.
"Ann," and then there's Clark who never leaves her side and takes good care of her. He almost never goes to work just to look after Ann, just to make sure she is okay.
"Couz," and then Ford, her ever loving cousin who was always there for her from the very beginning. "Are you okay?"
Ann tried her best to still speak, despite how weak she is.
"Thank you, Ford, Clark. For staying with me. You never left me and always look after me, making sure I am taking my meds and all the precautions I needed. From the moment I started to get weak, and each day
