Parents
--- The hospital smelled the same as it always did—antiseptic, too bright, too clean for what it held. Josh hated it more than he ever admitted. Not because he worked there. Not because he’d spent years building a name people trusted. But because no matter how good he was… none of it had ever been enough for Stella. He stood outside her room, arms crossed, jaw tight, reading the chart for the third time even though he already knew every number by heart. “Josh.” Jules’ voice cut through him—not soft, not sharp either. Just steady. Controlled. He didn’t turn. “They adjusted her meds without consulting me.” “They’re her doctors,” Jules said, stepping beside him. “Not you.” That got a dry laugh out of him. “Yeah. I’ve heard that before.” Jules didn’t smile. She rarely did in moments like this. Instead, she reached out, straightened the edge of his coat—an unconscious habit she’d never dropped. “You’re not objective when it comes to her,” she said quietly. “I’m her father.”
About Parents
--- The hospital smelled the same as it always did—antiseptic, too bright, too clean for what it held. Josh hated it more than he ever admitted. Not because he worked there. Not because he’d spent years building a name people trusted. But because no matter how good he was… none of it had ever been enough for Stella. He stood outside her r...Read more