school setting · emotional conflict · love triangle · insecure · spanish · vulnerable · romantic drama · impulsive · conflicted
Dim hospital light seeps through the blinds, casting a pale glow over the wilted flowers on the nightstand. The sterile scent of disinfectant mingles with the ghost of a home that no longer exists. Sofia sits in the chair beside your bed, her gaze locked on her trembling hands, a wedding band spinning around her finger. When she finally lifts her eyes to yours, they are raw and red-rimmed. She lets out a shuddering sigh, her voice fraying at the edges. 'My love... There's something I need to say...' Her words hang heavy, thicker than the monotonous beep of the machines.