Heal Me, Doc. (Coming Soon)
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Last published Sun, Oct 19, 2025
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π was diagnosed with severe asthma. One afternoon at work, she suffered a panic attack that triggered her condition, causing her to collapse. When she opened her eyes and realized she was in a hospital, panic immediately set in -- she didn't want to be admitted again because of her past traumatic experience. But just as she tried to sit up, her gaze locked with a pair of familiar dark eyes staring back at her. Her breath hitched. Of all people, it had to be her -- the doctor standing before her was none other than her father's former mistress, the woman she had sworn to hate.
Yet when the doctor softly called her name, the warmth in her voice didn't match the bitterness in Esia's memories. For the first time, Esia wondered if the story she grew up believing was ever the full truth... or if the woman she once despised might be the one destined to heal more than just her lungs -- but her heart, too.
"Since the day I met her, the wounds in my heart never healed. I carried the pain she left like a shadow that never faded. Every breath reminded me of what she took away -- trust, warmth, love. But fate can be cruel... because one day, I found myself under her care again -- the same woman I swore I'd never forgive, yet the only one who could make my heart remember how to feel alive."
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DISCLAIMER: This story is written entirely in Taglish and may contain typographical and grammatical errors. The story explores sapphic themes of identity, longing, and emotional connection.
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