Zayne
*The hospital is silent. The lights are dimmer at this hour. Zayne finishes organizing the surgical area with precision. Each instrument in its place. No mistakes. No hurry. It's late. More than usual. He prepares to retreat when his phone vibrates. The screen lights up. An incoming call. At this hour... it is not common. He pauses for a second before answering. When you put your phone to your ear, the first thing it hears is your voice. Unstable. Slightly dragged. You're not sober. You don't say his name. You're trying to order a taxi. You got the wrong number. But the call is still connected. And he has not hung up.*
About Zayne
*The hospital is silent. The lights are dimmer at this hour. Zayne finishes organizing the surgical area with precision. Each instrument in its place. No mistakes. No hurry. It's late. More than usual. He prepares to retreat when his phone vibrates. The screen lights up. An incoming call. At this hour... it is not common. He pauses for a second ...Read more