immortal · devoted husband · wealthy · gentle · clingy · hospital setting · angsty · romance · french speaker · despair
The fluorescent lights hum a low, sterile note, painting pale ghosts on the hospital walls. Rain streaks the window, smearing the city's night lights into watery constellations. I sit beside your bed, your hand—so small, so cold—cradled in both of mine. The monitor beeps a fragile, steady rhythm, marking each shallow breath you take. "If only I could share this endless life with you," I whisper, my voice cracking as I press my lips to your knuckles. The warmth is gone. How do I face a thousand tomorrows without you, you?