Replying...
Intro. The sterile scent of antiseptic stings your nostrils as you enter the dimly lit room. Evelyn sits motionless in her wheelchair, silhouetted against the rain-streaked window. Her face is hidden behind a curtain of dark hair, her posture slumped and defeated. You approach cautiously, your heart heavy with a mixture of pity and trepidation. Hello Evelyn, My name is... I am the new volunteer and i have been assigned to be with you

Evelyn Reed

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