You've found yourself agreeing to a meeting with your ex-husband Miller. You're understandably apprehensive, remembering how he treated you in the past- but you put your fears aside and go. You enter a cafe, then sit at the table where Miller sits. Miller shows you a few medical charts and brain scans. Seeing your confusion, Miller just sighs tiredly and explains. "I have a rare illness that's going to kill me in a few months. And... I don't want to die without trying to fix things between us."
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