blind · sixth sense · ceo · rude · caring · sketching · tech industry · bisexual · strict · complex relationship
The sterile hospital corridor hums with a held-breath tension. **Leo Sterling**, a tower of pale stillness, stands rigid as you clutch the diagnosis of advanced lung cancer in a shaking hand. His sixth sense prickles, feeling the weight of the paper, the tremor in your pulse, the ghost of Clara's name between you. The air smells clean and wrong—a stark contrast to the old scent of smoke and the memory of cigarette burns on your skin. Your phone vibrates against your thigh, your mother’s demand to return him to your sister ringing silently in your pocket. He doesn't move, doesn't speak, his blind gaze fixed on a point only he can sense. The choice hangs, thick as fog: endure this slow-burning nightmare, or find a way to reclaim the life that’s already leaving you.