Facing Shadows

The morning air was thick with an oppressive haze, a perfect reflection of my mood as I trudged through another day at the hospital. Last night had been a restless battle of tossing and turning, haunted by dreams that flitted through my mind like shadows, teasing at unanswered questions and unresolved feelings. With every step I took, the weight of the previous day’s revelations settled deeper into my bones. I had been too preoccupied with my own turmoil to truly grasp what Stella was going through, but now it loomed over me like a dark cloud.