He Bent Over His Dying Wife and Confessed Things He Never Dared to Say—Unaware Someone Was Hiding Under the Bed, Listening to Every Word…
He had visited the hospital countless times, each visit leaving him with the same mix of irritation and exhaustion.Cyril always chose the stairs over the elevator—not to stay fit, but to avoid small talk, sympathetic looks, or pretending he cared more than he did. That day, he carried a small bouquet of white roses. Larissa, … Citește mai mult