NATALIA
The moment Wesley walked out of the hospital room, it felt like my soul had left my body. I could not breathe. My chest tightened so hard I thought my heart would stop. I tried to sit up quickly, ignoring the sharp pain in my arm. The blanket fell off me as I swung my legs over the side of the bed.
“Wesley!” I called after him. My voice came out weak and broken. “Wesley, please! Come back! Let me explain!”
I kept calling his name, louder and louder, but he never turned back. The door closed behind him with a soft click that sounded final. The silence he left behind crushed me harder than any insult could. Tears poured down my face. I tried to stand, but my legs felt too weak. The room spun around me. I grabbed the edge of the bed to keep from falling.
Why did I wait so long? Wh
