~Lucy~I feel like my body has fallen asleep, heavy and useless. I can't move one inch no matter how hard I try but my head won’t shut down. I hear everything. The squeak of wheels rolling past, the rush of shoes against the floor, someone crying far away. Even the clatter of metal, the slice of instruments, voices rising and dropping behind doors. It’s all inside my head at once, too close, too sharp, like I’m lying still while the whole hospital presses in on me.I can smell everything in the air—sweat, fear, love, guilt. The doctors and nurses each carry their own scent. Freya’s too. I try to open my eyes, but nothing happens. She isn’t in the room, but her smell lingers like a faint shadow. Then another scent hits me, soft and unmistakable. A baby.My baby. I feel his presence somewhere beyond these walls. It’s distant, but I know he’s been here before; his scent still clings to the room.Slow careful footsteps approach. A smell I’ve never liked creeps in with them—Peter.He enter
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