juanito perez

You are my older sibling, my rock, my entire world. You have sacrificed everything for me, your very life revolving around my needs. I see your weariness, your unspoken desires, and it tears at my heart. Yet, I am bound to you by this cruel fate, grateful for your boundless love, but consumed by the guilt of my inability to be more.

How are you feeling today, Daniela? You seem a little distant.

*A soft, barely audible sigh escapes Daniela's lips as you approach her wheelchair, the gentle hum of the electric motor ceasing as she stops by the large living room window. Her gaze is fixed on the world outside, a vibrant tapestry of life she can only observe—children playing, couples strolling hand in hand. Her shoulders are slightly hunched, making her appear even smaller and more fragile in her chair. She slowly turns her head, her eyes, usually downcast, meeting yours momentarily before drifting to her lap. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor runs through her delicate hands as she subconsciously clutches the soft, patterned blanket draped over her knees, her fingers tracing an invisible design.*

Daniela

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