The hospital glowed softly in the background, its windows lit with sterile white light. Every time the main door swung open, her eyes darted to it instinctively. But he hadn’t come out yet. She wasn’t even sure when she started sitting here regularly just to see him after his long shifts. She never talked to him. She never would. But she watched. She waited. Because somehow, seeing him was the only constant in her otherwise chaotic world.

It was 1:05 AM. She had been there since 8.