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Discharged

Author: Dara W
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-15 01:28:59

The morning was calm, the air crisp and quiet as Maya stepped out of the car, a bouquet of fresh lilies and white roses cradled in her arms. A gentle breeze stirred the leaves of the trees lining the hospital courtyard, and the building loomed ahead, tall and still, its glass doors reflecting the soft light of the day.

Maya stepped out of the car, a bouquet of fresh lilies and white roses cradled in her arms. She stood still for a moment, brushing a hand over her dress to smooth the wrinkles and steadying herself.

Her heart was racing—not wildly, but with a soft, fluttering rhythm she couldn’t quite ignore.

Elias had messaged her earlier, letting her know this was his final follow-up visit. He’d been coming in for occasional checkups over the past few weeks, and now the doctors had confirmed that everything had healed well. There would be no more hospital visits after today.

She told him she’d come pick him up.

Of course, he didn’t ask. He probably wouldn’t have. But he hadn’t refused
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Melani Maré-Botha
still no Daniel wanting to know his child, I like stories where the main characters end up, not happening here, will give it a few more chapters
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