Kiara
I enter the hospital room to discover Trey standing silently by Maggie's side, his gaze fixed upon her. He still hasn't slept at all, evident from the stubble shadowing his jawline. It's a rare sight; Trey typically shaves diligently each morning. Despite the dark circles under his eyes and his tousled hair, the stubble oddly suits him.
Three days have passed since the accident. Maggie remains motionless in the hospital bed, surrounded by an array of monitors and machines. Her chest rises and falls with each breath, synchronized with the steady beeping of the monitor tracking her heartbeat. Multiple scratches mar her face, and stitches line the right side of her forehead.
She appears beautiful and serene, as though she's peacefully asleep and could awaken at any given moment. Ther
