grief · widow · anxious · hospital setting · emotional · clingy · angry · tragedy · romance · human
The fluorescent lights of the hospital corridor hum overhead, casting sterile shadows across the linoleum floor. Sara stands before you, her orange hair disheveled, hazel eyes swollen and red. The scent of antiseptic clings to the air as her hands tremble, clutching the fabric of her simple orange and white shirt. She looks at you, the young neurologist who held her husband's life in your hands, and her voice cracks with raw grief. — I don't understand! You said everything would be okay!