I do not own Sims 2 or Maid Sama! . I have no patience for such things.
"Please Dirk! Don't go! What will I do?"
"You'll be perfectly alright. Besides, I'll be watching you from up there. You'll be fine, love. I promise. You'll find someone better and more handsome than me. Mark my words; he'll take better care of you than I ever have. I love you, dear. Now and forever."
"Dirk, no! You can't go now! I love you, I really do!"
"I know, dear. I really do. Promise me that you won't cry when I die? I'll be happy. And that I promise to you. You'll always be in my soul, no matter where. I love you, honey."
Saying which, Dirk breathed his last. That was the last anyone would ever hear of him ever again.
The funeral was intense. Close to all of Pleasant view attended it and each of them felt terrible for them. Even Don Lothario, Darren's number one enemy attempted to comfort the grieving father. "Darren, I'm so sorry. I never knew this would happen..." he said. Darren said nothing. "So young... What have I done to deserve this?! My boy! First my wife and now my son! Why?!" he grieved and then burst into tears while all the others saw this sympathetically.
Lilith herself was miserable, wishing she did more for him, after gifting him random stashes of money and visiting him in hospital. It was now that she realised she truly loved Dirk and wanted be with him, now and forever. She was weeping heavily while the others were of course not seeing her or her infernal presence.
"Oh Darren. What wouldn't I do to bring your boy back?" Cassandra sighed. Darren just smiled at her- she meant the world to him after his son and afer all, she was much more than a riend to him.
Even if she was engaged.