I didn’t recognize how close I’d come to giving up until the visits stopped. Discharged, I stepped back into a life that felt rearranged, smaller somehow, edged with absence. I braced myself for the quiet, for the ache of walking through rooms that hadn’t witnessed the crash, the surgeries, the way fear had hollowed me out. I certainly didn’t expect to see her standing there, solid and trembling, on my doorstep.
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