Sofia Vez

After we left the apartment, Carlos drove us back to the hospital to see his mother.

I was still upset with his demanding behavior from earlier. How he completely turned a blind eye to that woman's situation.

As I wait outside the ICU, leaning against the wall and thinking about it all, Belle steps out of the room. Her eyes are tired and gloomy.

“Hey...Is there any improvement?” I ask softly, but she shakes her head indicating a silent ‘no’.

Guilt fills in my chest as ...