DON'T DIE ON ME|| The Saddest Love Story Ever 😢

Max, a heavy introvert, navigated the halls of Quick Pro High School with ease, avoiding eye contact and crowds. Despite his reserved nature, he couldn't help but notice Julie, the prettiest girl in school. Max's admiration for Julie grew with each passing day, but his shyness prevented him from approaching her.
As he watched her from afar, Max would often find himself lost in thought, imagining what it would be like to talk to her, to be close to her. He'd stand at a distance, watching her for hours, his heart beating with excitement. Julie, sensing Max's gaze, began to notice him too. She'd catch glimpses of him watching her, his eyes filled with longing.

Intrigued, Julie decided to make things easier for Max. Every afternoon, she'd sit alone under a big mango tree behind the school, pretending to read a book. She hoped Max would finally find the courage to talk to her. The mango tree became a symbol of hope for Max, a place where he could muster the strength to approach Julie. But despite her efforts, Max never got the courage to go and talk to her.

As the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months, Max continued to watch Julie from a distance. Though he yearned to approach her, his fear held him back. Eventually, they graduated, and their school days came to a close. The memories of Julie's solo sessions under the mango tree remained etched in Max's mind, a bittersweet reminder of what could have been.

The sendoff party arrived, and Max dressed to impress. He happened to be the best-dressed male student that attended the party. The ladies of his class began whispering, and the whispers got to Julie. That was when Julie approached Max and asked him to dance with her. Max was stunned, he couldn't move nor say anything. But Julie waited patiently for him, with a smile on her face. Eventually, Max danced with Julie, and as they swayed to the music, their connection became palpable.

After the dance, Max and Julie talked for hours, sharing stories and laughter. Max confessed his long-held feelings, and Julie revealed she'd been waiting for him under the mango tree, hoping he'd notice her. They exchanged numbers, and Max walked Julie home, feeling like he was walking on clouds.

As they began dating, Max and Julie's love blossomed. They applied to the same college and were thrilled to be accepted into FT NANO COLLEGE. Their happiness was palpable, and they couldn't wait to start this new chapter of their lives together.

But fate had other plans. Julie's health began to decline, and Max rushed her to the hospital. The diagnosis was devastating: a rare genetic mutation with no cure. The doctors told Max that Julie had only about two months to live, and that's if she's left under life support. The doctor even suggested mercy killing, to ease her of her misery, but Max well refused, even when the family painfully agreed, he threatened to sue the hospital if they carried on with it. So the doctor backed out.

Max was shattered, but he refused to give up. He became Julie's primary caregiver, cherishing every moment they had left. Despite the prognosis, Julie's spirit remained unbroken. They shared laughter, memories, and dreams, making the most of their time together. Max wrote love letters, created memories, and whispered words of encouragement in her ear. Julie reassured him, "Max, I'm grateful for every moment we've had. Don't blame yourself for what might happen."

One day, Julie mustered the strength to tell Max, "I want to spend my last days doing what I love. Take me to the beach, to the park, to the places we've always talked about." Max nodded, and together, they embarked on a series of adventures, creating bittersweet memories. They laughed, they cried, and they cherished every moment they had left.

As the two-month mark approached, Max and Julie's bond grew stronger. They faced the reality of her mortality, but their love remained unwavering. Max whispered, "Don't die on me, Julie." Julie smiled weakly, "I'll try, Max. I'll try."

The day finally came when Julie's fragile body couldn't fight anymore. Max held her close, tears streaming down his face. Julie's eyes locked onto his, filled with love and gratitude. With a faint smile, she whispered, "I love you, Max." Those were her last words.

Max's world crumbled around him as Julie's hand slipped from his grasp. He wept uncontrollably, his heart shattered into a million pieces. The hospital room faded into the background as Max's entire existence centered around the lifeless body of the woman he loved.

In the silence that followed, Max's whispers became a prayer: "Don't leave me, Julie. Don't die on me." But it was too late. Julie was gone,leaving Max with memories, tears, and a heart forever broken. As the sun set on that fateful day, Max held Julie's lifeless hand, his heart heavy with grief. He knew he'd never be the same, that a part of him had died with Julie.

The days that followed were a blur of tears, memories, and longing. Max went through the motions of planning a funeral, receiving condolences, and trying to come to terms with his loss. But nothing seemed to ease the pain. He felt like he was drowning in a sea of sorrow, unable to find a lifeline to cling to.

As he stood at Julie's graveside, Max felt the weight of his grief bearing down on him. He looked up at the sky, and whispered, "Why did you have to leave me, Julie? Why did you have to die on me?" The wind rustled through the trees, but there was no answer. Only silence.

Max's heart ached with every passing moment. He felt like he was losing himself, like he was disappearing into the darkness of his grief. But even in the midst of his pain, he knew that he had to hold on to the memories of Julie. He had to keep her memory alive, no matter how hard it got.

And so, Max did what he could to keep Julie's memory close to his heart. He visited her grave every day, talked to her, and shared his thoughts and feelings with her. He knew it wasn't rational, but it helped him cope with the loss. He also started writing, pouring out his emotions onto paper. He wrote about Julie, about their love, about the pain of losing her.

As the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months, Max slowly began to find a way to navigate his grief. He realized that he would never be the same, that Julie's death had changed him forever. But he also knew that he had to keep moving forward, for Julie's sake, and for his own.

Max's story became one of love, loss, and longing. Though Julie was gone, her memory would live on in his heart, a bittersweet reminder of the love they'd shared In the time before and the fragility of life.

        THE END...

#Chiddy

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