When Your Heart Is Slowly Dying

The night was dark and silent. Sometimes she could hear a car rumbling or voices outside. Suddenly a storm appeared from nowhere. And the sound of pouring rain was stronger than any silence. She was sitting at her computer, breathing heavily. She couldn't believe it. This couldn't be happening. Her stomach hurt and her lungs were not working properly. Everything was spinning and the pain was getting stronger, affecting other parts of her body. But it wasn't the bad kind of pain. It was nice. It was good. She smiled. She could die happy now. Her OTP just became canon.