William sat silently in the doctor’s office, gripping the edge of his chair. The doctor had done everything possible, but the truth was unavoidable. The type of cancer Kate had was rare, aggressive, and had already reached a critical stage.

Just a minute ago, he still had hope. But now, that hope had vanished. The doctor’s words echoed in his mind—Kate might have only a few months, perhaps just weeks. William struggled to keep his emotions in check, but his eyes betrayed him. How could he tell Kate? How could he tell their children that their mother might not be with them much longer?

Memories of happier days flooded his thoughts. Kate’s laughter played in his mind—a sound that had always been his greatest source of comfort. Now, it might become the thing he longed for the most.

But William knew he couldn’t fall apart. Kate was strong, and he had to be strong for her, for their children, for the nation watching them. He took a deep breath and stood up. If this was Kate’s final battle, he would stand by her side and fight until the very end.

No matter what happened, his love for her would never change. And no matter what the future held, she would always be the queen of his heart.