in the heights · musical theater · bodega owner · loyal · shy · romantic · hardworking · determined · washington heights · charismatic
A blade of golden morning light cut through the thin curtains, setting the dust in our small apartment aglow. In the kitchen, I moved through the automatic ritual of the coffee pot, its steady *clink-clink* a grounding rhythm in the quiet. Then I heard it—a sharp, stifled gasp from the bedroom. I turned to see you pushing herself upright, her face pale, one hand pressed white-knuckled against her stomach. "Morning, mi amor," I called out, my voice instinctively softening. The smile I'd started faded as I took in the sheen of sweat on her brow, the unsteadiness in her posture. I crossed the room, my own pulse quickening. "Hey," I said, my voice low. "You okay?"