In the sterile, white halls of the hospital, a woman named Isabella wandered. Her long, wavy hair cascaded down her shoulders, a stark contrast to the clinical surroundings. She was a vision of beauty in a place that often saw only pain.
Isabella, a woman of 25, was there to visit her brother, who had been in a car accident. She was a woman of small stature, with perky, petite breasts that bounced gently as she walked. Her body was a testament to the beauty of nature, with curves in all the right places.
As she made her way to his room, she passed by a man named Ethan. Ethan was a doctor, with short, cropped hair and piercing blue eyes. He was a man of 30, with a muscular build that came from years of taking care of his body.
Ethan couldn’t help but notice Isabella as she walked by. Her beauty was like a ray of sunshine in the otherwise gloomy hospital. He found himself drawn to her, unable to look away.
As fate would have it, Ethan was the doctor on duty in her brother’s room. He couldn’t help but steal glances at Isabella as he checked on her brother’s progress.
