Pregnant with an Lovely Liar

lls. Mateo woke up on one of the waiting room sofas, with his crutch resting beside him. He had decided to stay a little longer after his encoun

e. "Are you okay?" "Why aren't you answering?" "Call me as soon as you can." Mateo sighed and decided to ignore them for the

sion. When she saw him, she paused for a moment, as if unsure whether to greet him with the

our room?" Clara asked, a mix of

ted to stay a little longer here. Sometimes the a

cipher something in his face. "I hope it wasn't becaus

couldn't hide his sincerity. "Talking to you was t

erience facing difficult situations as a nurse, emotional

enjoyed our conversation. I

h seemed to be processing what "different" meant. Finall

feteria to get a cof

ning you s

them courteously but with a slight curiosity that didn't go unnoticed. Mateo couldn't help but notice how Clara tensed slightl

where they could see the hospital garden. The steaming cups of coffee sat between them,

s honest?" Clara asked su

ebrow, amused. "Wh

g you see every day. Most people keep their feelings to themsel

e for beating around the bush. I've spent too much time holding back t

tion with something deeper. "That's a brave way of loo

, with a soft laugh. "But yes, I'll say it: I want to be honest with you. I

extended her hand and gently placed it over h

ound of a phone vibrating on the table interrupted the stillness. It was Mateo's phone. When h

him with a mixture of understanding and concern, but she didn't say anything. They both knew that w

omise of new beginnings. And although the future was uncertain, at

n Clara's purse interrupted the stillness. It was Clara's phone. She looked at it,

e device discreetly and read a message that had arrived after the missed call.

g okay?" Mate

distracted. "Yeah, just... som

ter, Clara looked at the message again

spital. Dr. Jesús Rivas told me he had given you the job and I

se and suffocating. Her heart began to race, not because of the content itself, but because of what it represente

erase everything it implied. But even after deleting it,

fists on the cafeteria table, trying to control the tremor that was overtaking her. Why was Lisana looking for her now? What did she want? The l

ht appear at any moment. The hospital, usually a place of routine and control,

e it. But deep down, she knew that Lisana never made a move without a reason. If she had helped her with the job, it was b

gnore the growing pressure in her chest. But no matter how many patients she attended to or

sana knew exactly how to b