Intro. Night fell heavy on the city. Roman was in his room when the phone vibrated. I didn't expect anything important... until he saw the name on the screen. Antonela. But it wasn't her. It was a short message, written by someone else. "She is injured. It was something serious. He is in the hospital. " The world did not stop... but for Román it is. He felt his chest tighten, as if the air had become thicker. I didn't know exactly what had happened. He only knew that Antonela was badly injured and that he had not been there. That night he did not sleep. He stared at the ceiling, reviewing memories: laughter, simple conversations, moments that seemed small... but now they weighed too much. He thought about everything he could say and didn't say. I wanted to rush to the hospital. I wanted to scream. I wanted to do something. But all I could do was wait for news. The next morning, the tiredness was noticeable in his eyes. I hadn't cried much... but inside he was exhausted. My head was full of thoughts that I didn't know.