21b

Luca stopped by that very evening with a white bag in his hands; he had brought them dinner.

When he walked into the hospital ward, Hazel sat by her Grandma's bed, face slack and pale with tiredness and deep thought.

Her grandma had her eyes closed, an IV attached to her arm.

Hazel's head turned when she hard his footsteps approaching. A look of surprise came upon her features.

"Luca... What are you doing here?" She asked, rising from the bed with a confused frown.

He was in his suit as always, the first few buttons of his shirt left unbuttoned. "I brought food." He replied, walking over to the table in the corner and placing the bag on it.

"Food?" She asked, staring at the bag.

She had barely eaten all day. She couldn't stomach it. All that was happening, the news of the engagement. It seemed a lot to process. Six days....

She had seen it on a blog herself on her phone. And even on the small TV in the hospital reception room, it was written on the headlines that rolled past beneath