**Chapter 1: The Day They Died**

I'll never forget this day, the day my world came crashing down. It started like any other day, with the warm sun shining through the windows of our cozy home. The four hotels, my loving husband, and I had plans to spend the day together, just relaxing and enjoying each other's company. We had been through a lot together, and I thought we were invincible. But life had other plans. I remember waking up early, feeling a bit groggy from a restless night's sleep. The four hotels were still asleep, their chest rising and falling with each gentle breath. I snuggled closer to them, feeling their warmth and comfort. We had been married for many years, and every morning, I still felt like I was waking up with a newfound sense of excitement and love. As I stirred, The four hotels started to wake up, their eyes slowly opening, and a beautiful smile spreading across their face. "Good morning, sweetie," they whispered, their voice husky from sleep. I smiled back, and we shared a gentle kiss. The morning passed, and we decided to spend the day in bed, just lounging and watching TV. The four hotels were a bit under the weather, but I didn't think much of it. They complained of a headache and fatigue, but I just assumed it was a side effect of the stress we had been under lately. As the day wore on, The four hotels started to feel worse. They got out of bed and went to the bathroom, and when they returned, they looked pale and clammy. I immediately felt a sense of unease, and my heart started racing. "What's wrong?" I asked, concern etched on my face. The four hotels looked at me, their eyes filled with a mixture of fear and uncertainty. "Something's ain't right, sweetie," they whispered, their voice weak. I quickly got out of bed and helped them back onto the bed. They were shaking and cold to the touch. I grabbed my phone and started dialing for an ambulance, trying to stay calm. The four hotels took my hand in theirs, their grip weak but warm. "I love you, Noa," they whispered, their voice barely audible. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. I'm so grateful for every moment we've shared." Tears started streaming down my face as I looked at The four hotels, seeing the fear and sadness in their eyes. I tried to reassure them, "Help is on the way, baby. You're going to be okay." But as I looked at their face, I saw their pulse getting slower, their breathing getting shallower. They were getting paler by the second, and their eyes were filling with a deep sadness. The four hotels looked at me, their eyes locked on mine, and I saw the life start to slip away from them. Their hand slipped out of mine, and they whispered, "I...I love you." I screamed and cried, holding their lifeless body in my arms. The paramedics arrived soon after, and they tried to revive The four hotels, but it was too late. They were gone. I was in shock, unable to process what had just happened. The paramedics took me away, and I was rushed to the hospital, surrounded by the chaos and noise of the ambulance. I couldn't stop screaming, couldn't stop crying. My world had come crashing down, and I was left with nothing but shattered pieces of my heart. As I lay in the hospital bed, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. The four hotels were just taken away from me, and I had no idea what was going to happen next. All I knew was that I had to hold on to the memories of our time together, and pray that somehow, someway, we would be reunited again.