She couldn’t believe it…
Lila, standing in the muted light of Eleanor’s room, felt a mix of curiosity and dread. It was a quiet moment, just the rhythmic beeping of the nearby medical equipment and the distant chatter of the nursing home. She’d waited for Leonard, Eleanor’s ever-devoted husband, to take his routine bathroom break before she edged closer to the bedside, her eyes drawn to something that felt out of place.
As she looked over the breakfast tray Leonard had prepared, Regina couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. She took a moment, her face losing color as the implications of what she was seeing began to dawn on her. “This isn’t right,” she thought to herself, the gears in her mind turning at full speed, trying to piece together Leonard’s actions and their potential impact on Eleanor.