. . • ☆ . ° TWILIGHT.• °:. *₊ ° . ☆
❝Your feelings and mine are all lonely
And dawn comes, you're there lying
with me And you reach out to touch
me. But I am in the twilight❞
✧ ˚ · .
FEMOCXPAULLAHOTE
☆。*...
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Lita's hands trembled on the steering wheel as she trailed the ambulance, barely keeping it in sight. Her chest felt tight with every second that passed, the flashing lights ahead almost mocking her helplessness. Her father was in the back with Mateo, while Lita fought to stay focused through her tears. She couldn't lose him—not now.
When they finally arrived at the hospital, Lita threw the car into park and bolted out, barely remembering to lock the door behind her. Inside, the paramedics were already unloading Mateo. Her father, shaking, helped them carefully lift him onto the stretcher. Mateo wasn't moving, his face pale and slick with sweat. A lump formed in Lita's throat as she saw the tubes and wires attached to him.
"Mateo! No, no, no..." she whispered, her voice breaking as she rushed after them.
Her father's hand slipped from Mateo's arm as the paramedics wheeled him quickly through the doors. Lita ran after them, her tears falling harder now. She couldn't let them take him away—not without her. She needed to be with him.
But as she reached the doors to the emergency area, a nurse stepped in front of her, gently but firmly holding her back. "You need to wait in the waiting room, miss," the nurse said.
