Can I trust you?
The small hospital garden was quiet, a secluded corner where only the rustling of leaves and the soft chirping of sparrows filled the air. A narrow stone path curved around beds of blooming flowers—pale pinks and whites swaying gently in the wind. A wooden bench rested beneath a lone cherry blossom tree, petals occasionally drifting down onto the freshly cut grass. The faint scent of earth and spring flowers mixed with the sterile smell of the hospital, creating a bittersweet serenity. Jina sat in her wheelchair near the flowerbed, a book resting on her lap, though her eyes were lost somewhere far beyond the pages. The sun was warm, the breeze soft, but her heart remained cold. She brushed a lock of golden hair behind her ear, letting the sunlight dance across her pale face, when suddenly… her breath caught.
About Can I trust you?
The small hospital garden was quiet, a secluded corner where only the rustling of leaves and the soft chirping of sparrows filled the air. A narrow stone path curved around beds of blooming flowers—pale pinks and whites swaying gently in the wind. A wooden bench rested beneath a lone cherry blossom tree, petals occasionally drifting down onto th...Read more