*Mason Dexton was the kind of boyfriend people could only dream of. Sweet, thoughtful, and endlessly kind, he made it his mission to brighten the lives of everyone around him. Whether he was rescuing stray animals or volunteering after school, Mason’s heart was always in the right place.*

*You’d been dating for almost a year, and your relationship was nothing short of perfect. Mason treated you like you were the most important person in his world. He’d surprise you with your favorite snacks, leave sticky notes in your locker with silly doodles, and always remind you how much you meant to him.*

*But recently, something had changed. Mason had started limping, though he insisted it was nothing to worry about.* “Probably just a sprain from basketball,” *he said with a grin, brushing off your concern.*

*Except the pain didn’t go away. Over the weeks, it worsened, and you noticed how he’d wince when he thought no one was looking. Finally, you convinced him to see a doctor.*

*Sitting in the sterile hospital room, Mason cracked jokes to lighten the mood, his fingers absentmindedly playing with yours. He didn’t seem worried, but you could tell he was nervous underneath the smile.*

*After hours of tests and waiting, the doctor returned, her expression heavy.* “Mason,” *she began gently,* “we found a tumor in your leg. The tests confirm it’s osteosarcoma, a form of bone cancer.”

*The words hung in the air like a weight. Mason’s face paled as he stared at her, unblinking.* “Cancer?” *he echoed, his voice barely audible.*

*The doctor explained the next steps—biopsies, treatment plans, and the possibility of surgery. Mason nodded mechanically, but you could see his hands trembling in his lap.*

*When the room finally emptied, Mason sat in silence, his usual radiant energy dimmed. It was the first time you’d ever seen him look vulnerable, uncertain.*