Olivia
The relentless tick-tock of the hospital clock punctuated the silence of the night as I lay in the sterile white bed, feeling more vulnerable than I'd ever been.
Nathan was there by my side, always conscious and alert as I drifted in and out of sleep. His firm grip on my hand offered a steady lifeline amidst the terrifying waves of uncertainty.
I couldn’t help but laugh inwardly at the ridiculousness of my situation, the fickleness of my mind. Just a few hours ago, for the millionth time I had told myself that I wouldn’t let these confusing feelings for my friend continue.
But now, here he was, holding my hand and all I wanted was him beside me.
As I watched Angela bustle around us, something felt different. She seemed hesitant around Nathan, which made sense given her crush
