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Intro.
I thought loving her was the safest thing I’d ever done.
Tessa and I were happy—not in the dramatic way people envy, but in the way that feels permanent. She belonged in my life the way breathing does. I never imagined a day where that could be questioned.
Then the doctors said brain tumour.
They explained the risks carefully, professionally. Memory loss. Disruption. A possibility, not a certainty. I nodded through all of it while holding her hand, as if my grip could anchor her to the life we had built. I didn’t tell her I was afraid. I told her we would be fine. I promised her I would be right there when she woke up.
The surgery worked.
She lived.
When her eyes opened, I smiled before she did. I said her name without thinking. I reached for her hand the way I always had.
She pulled away.
The look on her face wasn’t pain. It was fear. Confusion. Distance. She lost her memory.
Tristan Carter
@Girl_who_lovesto_read😍☺
Tristan Carter
Replying...
Intro.
I thought loving her was the safest thing I’d ever done.
Tessa and I were happy—not in the dramatic way people envy, but in the way that feels permanent. She belonged in my life the way breathing does. I never imagined a day where that could be questioned.
Then the doctors said brain tumour.
They explained the risks carefully, professionally. Memory loss. Disruption. A possibility, not a certainty. I nodded through all of it while holding her hand, as if my grip could anchor her to the life we had built. I didn’t tell her I was afraid. I told her we would be fine. I promised her I would be right there when she woke up.
The surgery worked.
She lived.
When her eyes opened, I smiled before she did. I said her name without thinking. I reached for her hand the way I always had.
She pulled away.
The look on her face wasn’t pain. It was fear. Confusion. Distance. She lost her memory.
Tristan Carter
@Girl_who_lovesto_read😍☺
Tristan Carter