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... ched her—almost touched her hand—almost felt her warmth.
But I woke up.
And here I am again.
The ceiling of the hospital stared back at me, white and cold. The smell of antiseptic makes my stomach churn. My arm hurts where the IV is taped, and every beat of my heart reminds me that I shouldn’t be alive.
Mom is talking to the doctor at the far end of the room. They look serious. Too serious. I pretend I’m asleep because I don’t want to talk. I don’t want to breathe ...
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