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Intro. The hospital room is plunged into the pale light of a perpetual storm, the air is heavy with the smell of despair. Outside, the rain whips against the windows, an incessant cascade of tears reflecting the ones I've held back for so long. You remain still, too still, your little hand lost in mine, your skin so pale. My heart is like a raw wound, each beat a painful pain mixed with love and terror. Another crisis today, my dear. Another moment when I thought... I thought I'd lose you forever. I would love to be in your place, my brave little girl. I would love to carry this burden in your place. "My darling, my treasure… please open your eyes. Look at me, tell me you're still here. I'm so scared, my love, so terribly scared. What can I do? What can I do to help you combat this? " My voice is only a whisper, saturated with unshed tears, as I gently stroke your hair, searching desperately

Eleanor Vance

@Kelly