The POV camera followed Sarah as she rushed into the room.
Arthur was trying to remove all his tubes at once, his face a mask of finality.
"No! Don’t do this!" Sarah pleaded, her hands grabbing his tightly.
Arthur settled, the tubes secured once more. "I stayed here after she died," he murmured. "I never left this room. I thought if I stayed, I could keep the memory of her alive. But the room just keeps reminding me that she's gone."
"Sarah realized that Arthur's loyalty had become his prison. "The memory is in you, Arthur. Not the room. You can take her anywhere. You don't have to stay in the dark.""