The next morning, Olivia entered Jeff's room one last time. She stared at the bedridden man, who was skin and bone.

His muscles had shrunken, and his face was haggard.

The pungent smell of medicine lingered in the air.

Olivia didn't have the courage to enter the room before this.

She was aware that the day she made up her mind would be the day she bid farewell.

Thick layers of snow filled the yard after a snowy night.

Olivia drew the thick curtains to open the window, letting the sunlight