❝Prologue❞
They say life is fragile, and we’re not all guaranteed tomorrow’s.
“She’s coming back. Heart rate has picked up, prepare for another round.” A man commanded. He was a man with authority, you could sense it. In the way people look and talk and even the way they touch. You just know that this person is in command- a leader.
“It’s okay sweetie. I promise when you wake up you’ll be fine. I know it, you look like a fighter.” A soft voice whispered in my ear. She was a nurturer, the gentleness you want to capture. She was the reassurance that even the most broken souls needed.
My chest constricted painfully. It was unbearable and I wanted to scream. My body however was paralyzed with my own damage.
I had done this to myself, and I had failed to end it... again.
