Digital Art made by me
As the seconds ticked by, despair weighed heavy on his tired heart. Yet just when all seemed lost, a faint buzz broke the stillness.
Summoning his last shreds of hope, he grasped the phone with trembling hands. Through blurry eyes, he saw her name.
-I'm sorry, I shouldn't have shut you out, -came her precious voice.- Please, just hold on. I'm coming."
Relief washed over him as tears flowed free. The poison stayed poised, but now another fate seemed possible.
As long as she returned, all wounds could heal in time.
Ten minutes had never felt so endless. But her steady promise soothed his fraying soul like a lullaby.
In the darkness, a ray of hope appeared - if only he had faith to see it through. Her love might just be the cure he needed to choose life once more.
