The hospital room was dimly lit, the only sound the steady beep of the heart monitor. A man lay on the bed, half-asleep, his eyes sunken and his skin pale. The doctor stood beside him, a somber expression on his face.

"I'm afraid it's terminal-stage cancer," the doctor said gently. "You have only one to three weeks left to live."

The man's eyes fluttered open, and he gazed up at the doctor with a mix of shock and resignation. He knew it was coming, but hearing the words still felt like a punch to the gut.

He thought about his family, his parents and siblings, and how they would react to the news. He didn't want to burden them with his suffering, so he had kept his condition a secret.

But now, with only weeks left to live, he knew he had to tell them. He asked the doctor to leave, then picked up his phone and dialed his family's number.

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"Hello?" his mother answered, her voice cheerful.

"Mom...I have something to tell you," he said, his voice shaking. "I have cancer, and...I don't have much time left."

There was a pause on the other end, followed by a sob. "How long?" his mother asked, her voice trembling.

"Three months, maybe less," he replied, trying to sound calm.

His mother broke down in tears, and his father took the phone from her. "We'll be right there, son," he said, his voice choked with emotion.

The man hung up the phone, feeling a mix of sadness and relief. He knew the next few months would be tough, but at least he could spend them with his loved ones.

Two days passed, and the man's parents arrived at the hospital. They took him out of the hospital, and the three of them set off on a journey around the world.

They traveled to exotic destinations, trying new foods, drinks, and experiences. The man's condition worsened, and he suffered from intense pain, but he refused to give up.

Whenever the pain became unbearable, he would take a few painkillers and continue exploring. His parents were by his side every step of the way, supporting him and making sure he was comfortable.

As the days turned into weeks, the man began to appreciate the beauty of life. He realized that every moment was precious, and he was determined to make the most of the time he had left.

The three of them laughed, cried, and shared stories, creating memories that would last a lifetime. And as the man's condition continued to deteriorate, he knew that he had made the right decision in telling his family about his cancer.

He was grateful for the time they had together, and he knew that he would always cherish the memories they had created.