A/N thanks ReadySetNO for checking my faulty grammar.
Calypso POV
I looked at my withered husband. Even old, he still looks handsome. I knew our time together was limited and cherished every second with him. I loved Leo more than any of the other men who had arrived at my island. Leo being Leo tried to sit up but failed to do so. He was dying. If monsters wouldn't kill him, this disease would. I came to say goodbye, my final one. I knew that soon, he may enter into a coma and never wake up. The thought made my blood run cold.
"Hey, sunshine," he said
"Leo, don't try to sit up, please," I tried to get him to lay down but he would have none of that. With my help, he sat up and looked at me. The pain in my chest wasn't anything new. Oh, how I had tried to prepare myself mentally, but it was clear now that no one could prepare for this.
"You look beautiful, you know," he said in a hushed voice. My heart was breaking and he was the only one who could fix it.
"Leo... I"
"Don't, it's not goodbye." But he wouldn't say yet.
"I love you," I whispered, but he still managed to hear me. We were playing a game that neither one of us wanted to finish. I knew that if -when... when he passed away, I would be alone. I would stay old and watch over my grandchildren in my house full of memories of Leo. I would never have the luxury of memory loss like he did. i would remember every vivid memory of him. I knew that I would love him forever, and I could never replace him. I knew that I would "die" and turn back young and mourn for him and search if he ever did choose to reincarnate and repeat the process until he went to the Isles of the Blessed. Then, I would truly be alone.
"Leo? Leo!" I cried in alarm.
"His eyes closed and he wouldn't respond. I panicked and called the nurse in. They took me out, and with my old body, I couldn't put up much of a fight. But even after knowing this would come soon, I was devastated. I had been strong for him this whole time and now that I didn't have to, I wanted to be weak. But not here. I sat down because of exhaustion, even when I wanted to pace. After what felt like an eternity, the doctor came out. The doctor told me what I already knew. Leo entered into a coma and would most likely not wake up. I wanted to say goodbye, but I already did.
Prompt: Write a story about the power of your character saying goodbye to someone? Is it a pleasant goodbye or a miserable one? Is it both?
