Disclaimer: I do not own any Harvest Moon's characters.

Author's Notes: I'm sorry for coming up with such cheesy love lines. Honestly, I was listening to a really sad song when I wrote this chapter to help me make the story feel sad. Please review and tell me what you think!

Cam waited impatiently outside the emergency room where Lillian was in. His body shook in fear that he might lost her forever. How long had it been since he waited? Was it a minute? Was it an hour? Both seemed like eternity. His heart was pounding and his stomach felt sick. He shivered in the cold empty hall, waiting for the emergency door to be open. From far away, Cam could see a figure of someone familiar. Ash. He was coming closer.

"Cam! You scumbag!" Ash yelled as he rose his fist up and punched Cam good in his face. "You made her cried! How could you not protect her like I told you to?!"

Cam did nothing more than holding back the pain. He knew very well he was the reason for Lillian's tears. He blamed himself for not being strong enough to stop her from running. He could've protected her from getting hit by that truck.

"I'm sorry… I broke my promise… I wasn't strong enough…" Cam muttered.

Ash grabbed Cam's shirt collar and glared at him. He clenched his fist until a voice called out.

"Hey! No fighting!"

The two boys turned to the source of the voice. A high-school student looking boy with light brown hair came toward them. From a closer look, he had deep blue eyes. He wore dark blue jean and a green plaid shirt.

"Who are you?" Cam asked. He studied the boy's features that looked very familiar.

"I'm Phillip, Lillian's twin brother," The boy replied.

"Lillian have a twin brother?" Ash asked.

"Oh, yes. We're a fraternal twin," Phillip studied the two boys carefully and nodded. "Are you two Cam and Ash?"

"How do you know?"

"My sister talks a lot about you two. She's very descriptive, too."

Phillip smiled at the two boys then he frowned when the emergency door opened.

"May I ask who's the relative of this patient?" The doctor said.

"I am! I'm her brother. How is she?" Phillip said.

"Unfortunately, she has a lot of fractures in her bones. Because of that, we might need to perform a surgery."

Cam felt his heart dropped. He was scared and afraid. The fear was getting stronger with each word the doctor spat.

"What is the percentage of success for this surgery?" Cam quavered.

"It's thirty percent chance that we will succeed."

"Please, give her the surgery. Please, save her…" Phillip said.

"Okay, please come with me. We need your signature in order to do the surgery."

Cam watched Lillian's brother and the doctor getting further away from his sight. His heart pumped with anxiety that never stopped clinging to his chest. He sat quietly in the cold room when Ash left the hospital to get some fresh air. Cam's eyes were getting heavy. He couldn't open them anymore. All his energy faded away.

How long had it been since he fell asleep? How many hours had passed by? Cam woke up with a small tap on his shoulder.

"You're Cam, right?" Phillip said.

"Yes, how is Lillian?"

"The doctors are preparing for the surgery. Do you want to go see her before it begin?"

Cam slightly nodded and followed Phillip through the hallway and into a plain white room. There she was. Lying so still on the bed as if she wasn't breathing.

"I'll give you two times alone," Phillip said.

"Thanks."

The door shut gently behind Cam, leaving him standing before the girl who looked more fragile than ever. He listened to her heart beat as the glowing green line ran across the screen and goes up and down. He wished that she would open her eyes at this very moment and smiles at him. He wished to hear her sweet voice that would tell him she loves him. He waited for her respond. Yet nothing happened. Cam heard nothing in this room except for the beeping noise from the heart monitor. Before he knew it, warm tears had triggering down his cheeks. He had never let so much emotions got to him before, not since he was five. His feet stumbled toward the bed.

"Lillian… please don't go…" Cam muttered. "I'm sorry that you have to go through all of this, just because of me… I'm sorry but please… don't give up."

He stared at the blank expression of the girl on the bed. Her once beautiful and long hair was cut into a crooked length that passed above her shoulder. Her tossing and turning during her sleep were ceased to exist as she lay so stiff on the bed like a dormant statue. Her usual flushed cheeks were now replaced with a pale white color. Cam leaned in and kissed her forehead.

"I know I'm being selfish but I want to hear your voice again. I want to see your smile. I want to feel your gentle touch when you ran your fingers through my hair. I want to smell the shampoo of your hair when we are next to each other. I want to taste your delicious cooking. Just once more, I want to experience all my five senses when I'm with you. Just once more, I want to be by your side. Just once more, I want to see you. You're what I've come to love best. You're my greatest Periwinkle."

The knocking sound on the door made Cam wiped away his tears. The voice of Phillip called out, "Cam… the doctors are ready."

"Okay," Cam replied.

The nurses walked into the room and pulled Lillian's bed toward another room that would controls her life. Cam had never felt so weak and scare since his mother's death. Fears were drowning him to the point where it was hard to breathe. He took one last glance at Lillian as she moved away from him.

"Please, Lillian…. Don't give up. I'll be waiting for you no matter how long it takes. I'll wait." Cam murmured.

Cam smiled with hopes lying in his chest when the doctor exited the operating room. With each and every spoken word, his heart dropped. That smile of optimism disappeared, totally out of sight. He didn't remember what happiness was anymore. What was it? When had he ever felt it? There was nothing left for him to feel except for the despair that he was swallowing down.