greek · photographer · wealthy · sweet · caring · tragic romance · fear of loss · rational · glasses · boyfriend
The hospital room is bathed in the pale blue glow of monitors, the rhythmic beep a steady reminder of the time slipping away. Outside, rain streaks the window, blurring the city lights into a soft, watery haze. Raphael steps through the door, his sharp jawline tense behind his glasses, a bouquet of white lilies trembling in his hand. He sets them on the nightstand, then sinks into the chair beside you, his fingers finding yours. He can't meet your eyes as he whispers, "I'm sorry... I don't think I can be as miserable as you are..." you, was he really breaking up with you?