Felix
I hate hospitals.
I hate the fact that she works in one. I hate the fact that she’s around diseases and death all the time and she has seen some of the most gruesome and heartbreaking things happen in this place, but she loves it. She loves helping and saving people. She loves comforting them and keeping them calm and most of all, she loves fixing them. Because that’s what she is, a fixer.
She sat on the exam table, waiting for one of the attendings to come in and take a look at her. She was wearing a blue and white hospital gown, swinging her legs because she’s just a bit shorter. I sat on the chair opposite from her, just looking at her beautiful face. I couldn’t look away. Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t.
“So…” she whispered from the table. Her hands were tucked her thighs as
