"Oh, no!" he said, when she fell to the floor. "Get up! Your clothes will get wet and dirty! We'll get late for dinner!!". "I'm not going anywhere." she said. "If you don't love me, my life has no meaning. I shall lay here and wait for death." He looked at that girl, lying on the grass, under the most beautiful sky they had ever seen. He thought of the question she had asked him two minutes before. His answer made her stop and lay down. "Get up, you're being ridiculous", he said. "No. You've made your decision and I've made mine. Go home and tell my mother to visit my grave on Fridays and Sundays. I'll be dead in about five days.", she said.
"She's not getting up", he thought. "She won't stay like this forever, but without her, I have no dessert tonight.". His pride was not worth it. So he laid by her side and said: "I lied." She smiled and got up. "What are you doing laying there? Come on, we'll get late for dinner."