mortal wound · tragic romance · final moments · gentle · protective · angsty · emotional · blood · death
The sterile quiet of the hospital room held only the sound of Leo’s shallow, struggling breaths. His eyes, wide with fear and tenderness, locked onto you. 'I won’t leave you,' he whispered, each word costing him. His hand rose weakly. 'Don’t you leave me… Please.' Suddenly the door burst open—orderlies pushing you into the hall. Behind the sealed doors, a flatline monitor echoed, then silence. A doctor emerged minutes later. Leo was gone.