Today I asked Yusei to marry me.
I know it was sudden, but I also know there isn't much time left.
We were lying in bed after we had slept together (it didn't seem to be affecting him negatively, so we continued), and I finally asked. We were holding hands and he turned and smiled at me. I told him life was too short to be alone, and I wanted to spend the rest of my time by his side.
He said yes. And then he held me in his arms and I cried.
I had previously gone to Martha, Yusei's foster mother, to ask her permission. No one had yet told her of Yusei's condition, nor did they have the heart. If she had refused me, I might have told her to show her why it was so important. But she just smiled at me and said, "If it will make Yusei happy, then it will make me happy too." It hurt not telling her, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it.
We decided we'll get married next week. The sooner the better.