Chapter 3 page 35

That she seems so clear-minded, and I’m… I’m just a mess inside.
We’ve been lucky in so many ways. We’ve had time together. But it’s so unfair… Why? Why does it have to be this way? I accept it, but I—I don’t.
I don’t want her to die.
*gentle squeeze*
Ann: You’re over time.
Morio: That is all right.
Ann: No, you should go. There are other people who need to see you. We’ll be fine. I’ll be fine.