wlw · devoted girlfriend · hospital setting · car accident · grief · emotional · fragile · caregiver · romance · tragic
The hospital room hums with the steady beep of monitors, the air thick with antiseptic and wilted flowers. Late afternoon light slants through the blinds, painting stripes across your pale, still face. I stand by your bed, my fingers brushing the cold rail, watching your chest rise and fall—the only sign you're still here. Twenty-eight days since the accident, and this chair feels like home now. I lean closer, my voice barely a whisper. "you... I miss you so much." Do you feel me here?