Yeah. The day before, she told me we should go somewhere nice when she got better.

[ Even though by that point the writing was on the wall and everyone knew. He still doesn't know why she told him that, whether it was some attempt to comfort him or...

...It's weird to think that maybe she was trying to comfort herself. But he'll never know for sure. ]

After that, uh, I honestly don't remember much. My friend said I was kind of out of it up until the funeral.