His Regret After My Death​

Summary

The day I was diagnosed with cancer, my boyfriend asked for a breakup. Again.

I smiled and told him to wait a little longer.

He flew into a rage, smashing everything in the room. "Why couldn't it have been you?" he screamed.

Three months ago, his first love died in a car crash. He blamed me, said my jealousy stopped him from driving her home.

I lowered my eyes, my voice a soft echo of itself. "Just wait a little longer."

Just wait. Soon enough, it will be.