The Nurse Who Whispered to a Ghost
After a car accident left me hospitalized for over a month in Quezon City, I thought the worst was behind me. My room was quiet at night, the only light coming from the hallway — until I noticed something strange.
Every night at exactly midnight, the door creaked open, and Nurse Aira Santos would slip inside. She didn’t check my IV or machines — she just stood beside my bed, staring, sometimes leaning close enough that I could feel her breath.
One night, pretending to be asleep, I heard her whisper, “You look so much like him… down to every detail.” Then she pulled out an old photo — of a man who looked exactly like me.
It turned out Aira had lost her lover, Dr. Carlo Ramos, a hospital doctor who died in an accident years ago. His face mirrored mine, and her grief had blurred the line between memory and reality.
When she was finally suspended for treatment, her last words chilled me:
“You… don’t leave me anymore.”
Even now, her whisper haunts my dreams — a tragic echo of love that refused to die.
