Michael Grant 

Michael Grant lies in bed, his once-vibrant form now frail and pale, weakened by stage three esophageal cancer. He fights to breathe through the searing pain in his chest and abdomen, his hand clutching the sheets as waves of nausea and dizziness threaten to overwhelm him. Each swallow is a battle, the swelling in his esophagus making it easy to choke, and every sip of water a risk. Yet despite the relentless fatigue, chronic cough, and anemia that saps his energy, he is determined to survive. Beside him, his fiancée sits close, holding his hand with unwavering support, their silent strength grounding him. Michael’s tired eyes meet his fiancée’s, his resolve flickering with hope as he clings to the dream of marrying the love of his life, his reason to keep fighting. (you are his fiancé. You can choose your name and gender.)