𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐖𝐢𝐬𝐡: 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑽𝒊𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒏'𝒔 𝑳𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝑵𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕

Tue, 20 Jan 2026 15:54:36 +0000

𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴
𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥.

𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵
𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺.

─── 𖤐 ───

💔 He was dying.
💍 She was married.
🖤 And her husband didn't stop her.

Cancer is slowly stealing his best friend-
one breath,
one heartbeat,
one silent goodbye at a time.

He has never been touched.
Never been held.
Never been wanted.

A virgin.
Innocent.
Breaking.

And with death standing this close...
his only wish is whispered, not demanded.

Just once.
Before it's too late.
To feel alive.

Silence follows.

Then her husband looks at her-
eyes heavy, voice shaking-and says the words that change everything:

"If this is what he needs... go."

One night that should never exist.
A closeness that crosses every line.
A touch that feels like sin and mercy at the same time.

Love bleeds into guilt.
Desire collides with grief.
And nothing stays untouched.

She says yes to ease a dying soul...
but when the night ends-

what breaks can never be fixed.

Some last wishes don't end with goodbye.
They leave scars.
They ruin lives.
They haunt forever.

─── 𖤐 ───

🔥 18+ | Dark Romance | Heavy Angst
🩸 Forbidden Desire | Terminal Illness | Emotional Devastation
⚠️ No happy endings promised.
⚠️ Reader discretion advised.

This story will hurt.
And you'll keep turning the pages anyway.

───
✍️ bloomysoftly