The world outside her hospital room faded, leaving only the two of them lost in a moment that felt both forbidden and inevitable.
His every moved felt calculated, he felt so much passion and guilt at the same time. He was hiding something from her, will he be able to let go of her, he truly found happiness with her. Was he falling in love with her?
When they finally pulled apart, Adrian rested his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling in the quiet room.
"This shouldn't be happening," he said, his voice tinged with guilt but softened by the tenderness in his eyes.
"But it is," Bianca replied, her voice steady despite the storm of emotions surging through her.
Adrian straightened slightly, his hand still lightly gripping hers. "You're being discharged tomorrow," he said, a note of wistfulness in his tone. "This... us... it's complicated. We shouldn't cross certain lines."
