They stood there waiting to hear the news.
"Which one of you is she married to?" The doctor asked rather nervously.
"Both of us, sir." It was amazing how calm Toris was during this.
"Which one is it?" The doctor grumbled again.
"Both of us." Feliks stuttered out under the other man's harsh stare.
The medical professional sighed, "Whatever. Say your goodbyes now before we pull the plug."
The Polish man started to bawl right in front of the doctor while the Lithuanian managed to hold in the tears for a moment.
The two men walked in to the room, and knelt by their wife's side.
"Kocham Cię, Natalya." Feliks murmured in his native tongue; how would he survive when they did pull the plug?
"Aš tave myliu, Natalya. And you, Feliks." Toris murmured as he brushed Natalya's platinum hair back.
"I love you too, Toris." Feliks murmured; it was as if this room in this moment called for them to quiet down, and speak in softer voices.
"Aš tavęs labai pasiilgau, Natalya." Toris spoke up; she wasn't gone for very long when his heart had started to pulse in an aching way as if calling back to her.
"Tęsknię za tobą bardzo mocno, Natalya." Feliks felt the tears drip down his face harder as he missed her; she had been more than what she had to be.
Feliks and Toris would certainly miss her, and would always love her.
Things weren't the same after Natalya's passing, but the two left alone clung to one another.
They couldn't forget about what had happened, but that would try to live on though not move on for Natalya.
Feliks and Toris felt like a part of them had went missing when they lost their wife, but may be they could live through the next day together; it was a constant struggle to go on, but they still had each other.
The pain would always be there they knew, but at least they had someone who understood their pain.