We say that the hour of death cannot be forecast, but when we say this,

We imagine that the hour is placed in a distant future.  It never occurs to us, that it has any connection with the day already begun or that death could arrive this same afternoon.  This afternoon......which is so certain, and which has every hour filled in advance.

But to Nicole herself, this moment is already fully prepared.  Actually, as the best friend of Nicole, I know this is the relief for her.  She has been suffered from illness for a long time. And committing suicide is the best way to ease her from the pain. Every beginning, there’s an end.

And this is it for her.

Here are the last words from Nicole:

To my dearest mom,

I'm sorry to fail your great expectation for me. You've been such a strict and caring, loving mother at all time.  But I have to tell you that your expectation and protection had always been intense pressure for me, so I have to find my way out.....sorry, I know I would break your heart, I know you'll be sad, and that hurts me as well, but please don't cry for me.......

And to all my dear friends,

Every face I see is a memory. It may not be a perfectly perfect memory,