Within the Hospital
At the hospital, I stood outside her room, listening as the doctors quietly conferred in low, measured voices filled with professional concern. Even without catching every word, the gravity of their tone underscored how serious her condition was, making it clear that Susan needed help far beyond what I alone could provide. I glanced at her through the glass and felt a firm resolve settle in—I would see this through, for her sake.
Within The Hospital
Susan’s Quietness
When the doctors gently asked for more details, Susan shook her head as tears spilled over. “I can’t,” she whispered, her voice barely audible, as if she were caught in a quiet battle between her past and the present. The medical staff responded with patience and kindness, offering tissues and soft reassurances, exchanging brief glances but choosing not to push her further—understanding that sometimes the most important thing someone needs is simply the space to breathe and gather their strength.
Susan’s Quietness
