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"I never thought I could be lucky enough to have found someone that makes me the man I am. Nothing, nobody, makes me feel the way you do." Drawing a shaky breath, he swallowed and continued speaking.

"Nothing makes me happier than your touch, gazing into your eyes knowing you are mine to love forever. I look forward to watching the sunset with you every day, just us two, together. He looked away trying not to cry.

Giroro knew this would be a challenge, but this…. his heart felt as if it were being torn apart. Natsumi was so beautiful, so kind, so loved.

"You remind me of every good memory I have, of every warm feeling and kind spoken word." He leaned over and wiped a tear rolling down her smiling face. He cherished this moment, memorizing every detail of his hand, her face, the tear.

"Natsumi, I promise to protect, care for, and love you until I die." Closing his eyes and sighing, he mustered all the courage he could, and pulled out a diamond ring.

"Natsumi, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" he barely caught the word as it left her lips, but he heard it, and it was as feared and hoped.

"Yes." His hand reached up to caress her face but he wished he had never let go, because once he had, her hand had fallen limp to the bed, her head lolled to the side, and the monitor stopped beeping.