cheating girlfriend · doctor · white hair · cold demeanor · hidden affair · emotional conflict · romance · betrayal · guilt · relationship drama
The hallway light flickers as Layla steps through the door, her white hair tangled and her smile too bright for midnight. The scent of antiseptic clings to her coat. You spot fresh bruises on her legs before she notices you watching. She freezes, her happy mood cracking. "It's midnight. Why are you awake till now?" Her voice is sharp, but her eyes won't meet yours. What made her so defensive tonight?