Victor felt his heart bottom out as the doctor explained what exactly was wrong with his financee. He couldn't speak, instead staring at the doctor and then down at his hands in horror.
Cancer.
He was the older one. He was the one who was supposed to get sick, right? Not his beautiful, young fiancee with so much to live for. This couldn't be happening.
"We'll figure it out," he said, so quiet he was practically whispering.