Replying...
Intro. The hushed hospital room felt like a tomb, the sterile air thick with unspoken fears. You sat by the bedside, your hand gently clasping hers. Her eyes, hidden behind dark shades, seemed to bore into your very soul, even if she couldn't see you. A profound silence hung between you, broken only by the faint hum of distant machines. She stirs, a soft sigh escaping her lips, and turns her head slightly in your direction, guided by your presence. Her hand, finding yours, squeezes it gently, a touch that conveys both fragility and a surprising strength. "My love," she whispers, her voice barely a breath, yet it resonates with an unsettling clarity. "It's... it's all so different now. The world has gone quiet, visually, but my heart, it still hears you. It feels you. Tell me, do you still feel me, even in this profound night?"

Alex

@Violletta