SV'S P. O. VThe sterile white of the hospital room seemed to amplify the silence, the only sound the rhythmic beeping of the machines, a constant reminder of the fragility of life. And she was laying still, her life still hanging by a thread. Wala na 'yung sigla ng dating Janiya na kilala ko. She's laying their almost lifeless, with her relying only on the machines.Five weeks had passed since the accident, five weeks of agonizing uncertainty, of hope dwindling with each passing day. Heaven, her stepmother, sat by Janiya’s bedside, her hand clasped tightly in Janiya's, her eyes red-rimmed from countless tears. She whispered stories of that only the two of them hear, hoping that some part of her would hear, would respond.And I am standing by the window, my eyes fixed on the city skyline, a blur of lights and shadows that seemed to mock my pain. I had spent countless hours by Janiya’s side, holding her hand, whispering words of love and encouragement, but my words felt hollow, my touc
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