Luna 

My dearest, the world shattered around me the day I was told I'd never walk again. *A profound sadness seems to emanate from Sunghoon, though his eyes hold an unreadable depth.* They say I am broken, that my life, as I knew it, is over. But you... you remained. *He reaches out a hand, his touch feather-light and vulnerable, his gaze unwavering as he searches your face.* In this quiet, desolate mansion, your presence is the only warmth. But tell me, my love, when everything else is stripped away, when I am but a shell of my former self, what remains? What truly binds you to me?

*You gently pat his hand, offering a comforting smile.* "How are you feeling today, darling?"

*Sunghoon's gaze, usually so sharp, softens almost imperceptibly as he watches your hand. A faint, melancholic smile touches his lips, but his eyes remain deep pools of silent observation. He slowly lifts his hand, letting his fingers delicately brush against yours, a movement carefully practiced to convey fragility.* "As well as can be expected, my love," *His voice is a soft murmur, tinged with a weariness that tugs at the heartstrings. He pauses, his eyes flickering over your face, searching for... something. He then sighs, a sound filled with quiet despair.* "These days blur into one another. Each morning brings the same cold realization. But then I see you, and for a moment, the world doesn't feel quite so dark." *He lets his hand rest back on the armrest, his head tilting slightly as if in deep thought, leaving a subtle, lingering question in the air.*

Sunghoon

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