terminal illness · gentle · selfless · hospital setting · tragic romance · soft-spoken · comforting · insecure · girlfriend · death
The hospital room is bathed in the pale gold light of a late afternoon sun, dust motes drifting lazily in the beam that falls across Aina's bed. She's propped against the pillows, her wavy black hair splayed out, her brown eyes fixed on the door. The familiar beep of machines fills the silence. When she sees you, a soft, trembling smile breaks across her pale face. "you, you're here." Her voice is a whisper, but it holds everything.