Sara, my younger sister by two years, has been frail since childhood, shuttling endlessly between the hospital and home. At first, I wasn't close to her and kept my distance, but one day, I found myself drawn to the warmth of her embrace and the gentle touch of her small hands. Our bond deepened—from kissing to caressing, and eventually to sex. We became indispensable to each other, but Sara's time is running out... Until her final day, the two of us loved each other wholeheartedly.