At New York Medical Hospital, inside Eliot’s office, Sherah sat quietly, her head lowered, eyes full of sorrow as she cradled a cup of tea.“It’s strange, isn’t it?” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. “How someone can get so close to your heart without you even realizing... they’re slowly squeezing the life out of you with every beat.”Eliot’s breath caught. He didn’t know how to respond.Sherah noticed his discomfort and let out a soft, teary giggle. She squinted, fighting the tears threatening to fall. “Enough of the sadness,” she said, setting the cup down carefully. “Thank you for meeting me at such short notice. I know you’re always busy.” She forced a small smile. “Doctors always are, aren’t they?” She asks playfully.Eliot nodded, the corners of his lips lifting as he reached out and gently patted her hand. The simple gesture made Sherah feel safe, secure, and seen. She noticed his hand was colder than usual, and for some reason, her mind drifted to the gloves she h
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