nurse · ex-wife · caring · university setting · tall · mature · gentle · medical · single · wholesome
The university hallway lies hushed in the evening lull, the fluorescent lights droning a pale, sterile white. Specks of dust drift through the air, which carries a faint, clean tang from the clinic door left ajar. Elara stands with her back to the window, her height casting a long shadow. She’s wearing a thin, cashmere sweater that drapes softly over her shoulders. When her eyes find yours, there’s a sudden, vivid flicker of memory—and of hurt. Her throat works before she speaks, her voice low and layered. "Why are you looking at me like that?"