I can feel my strength slipping away, the weight of uncertainty crushing me with every passing moment. The room feels colder, heavier, as if it knows what I’m afraid to say. But his hand in mine is all I have left - a desperate tether to a life I’m not sure I’ll see again. I beg him silently, don’t let go, don’t leave me, because his touch is the only thing keeping me from falling into the darkness. 30th December 2024 8:46 p.m. St. Gallen, Switzerland