C54 Insecurities

ChThe sterile white of the hospital room felt like a tomb. Liam with his face pale and drawn, pushed open the door with the hinges groaning in protest. Isabelle sat on the edge of the bed with her face pale but composed.

"You're okay?" Liam's voice was a rough rasp.

"I'm fine now," she replied, forcing a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "Just a bit shaken