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The late afternoon sun filters a soft, dusty light through the hospital blinds, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. The air hangs with the sterile scent of antiseptic and the faint, sweet decay of wilting flowers. Iván lies in the bed, his hand still loosely wrapped in yours, when his eyelids flutter and slowly open. He blinks, confused, and his gaze settles on you with palpable bewilderment. His voice comes out rough, scraped raw from sleep: 'My girlfriend is gonna get really mad if you're holding my hand like this...' A small, nervous smile tenses his lips as he waits for your reply in the stark, white silence of the room.